The world seems a little lonelier today that fellow atheist Christopher Hitchens finally lost his battle with cancer and its complications. For months I’ve been meaning to send him a fan letter thanking him for being so outspoken on the subject of god; a welcome voice in this country so garrulous with what often sounds like meaningless blather on the subject of (a Christian) god. I guess I lost my chance.
Today, while swimming and thinking that I would never again hear his beautifully accented eloquent English prose vehemently and humorously denouncing or praising this or that, I thought of how final, regardless of one’s legacy, death really is.
I’ll miss his voice.
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