Monday, November 21, 2011

Hitchens and Me...Driving Home

Fourteen hours round trip to Florence for my Aunt Kat's funeral. Twenty three hours of Hitchens on CD. Love him or hate him...I doubt that there's much middle ground where Hitchens is concerned...but let the man challenge your mind. And spare me the vitriol about his physical abuse...smoking and drinking and his atheism being the key drivers of his cancer. It might be true but W.G.A.S. If he's your ideological enemy, then take a page out of Sun Tzu's Art of War and learn as much about your nemesis as possible. I've not had this level of cerebral workout in years and I'm looking forward to the final nine hours remaining on these CDs. Oh, and I learned about a dozen real big, fancy words and I needed some. My vocabulary is scant and ancient.
And there's nothing like reading what's left of the local newspaper to re-engage in the ways of the rural South. A nine year old boy and an eight point Buck...bagged before going to school. Jerrob will be telling the story about this before-school outing for the next fifty years.
Stopped at Fort Bragg on the drive back. The gate guys had me pop the hood, open the trunk...they searched my car for fifteen minutes. No big deal except they forgot, after they answered affirmatively when I asked if directions to the 82nd Airborne Museum were well marked, to tell me that it was closed on Sundays.
Still enjoyed walking around the grounds a bit. All of the old wood framed WWII era barracks are gone. I'd not been to Bragg since my first visit to the museum in the early 1980's.

Onward. Blessed mania in the office for the next three days. And reveling in throwing a Monday morning grenade into the blogosphere containing such polarizing content as Christopher Hitchens, killing Bambi and agents of death, sanctioned by our government, dropping from the sky, rendering it to those below.

ADG, II ...with twelve big, new words. Come on over. I'll use one on you.

Oh and PS...My Aunt Kat's funeral was great. More laughs than tears. One of the Ministers said... "If talking and shopping were Olympic sports, Kathleen would have Gold Medals in both."


Yankee-Whisky-Papa said...

Hitch hiking. I love his writing and speaking... and he has some of the best one-liners.

Anonymous said...

Hitch is a brillian man. He will be missed.

GP said...

With Hitchens in your ear or by your side, there is an atheist in the foxhole.

Anonymous said...

"A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am a big fan of Hitch because he has a non-dogmatic mind. He takes the path dictated by his reason, of which he was given a double-dollop, paying no mind either to potential firestorms he may create or to ideologically-driven charges of apostasy. He has lived his life like a champion and will continue to do so till his last breath escapes, whenever that day may come. Thanks for the post. You were in excellent company.

JMW said...

He can certainly argue a theory, just can't agree with his assessment that women are not funny.

Anonymous said...

Sorry I am so late to the shirt party. Love the shirts and the details and can't imagine the cost but the blue striped with the red monogram is driving me nuts. The monogram is not aligned on the stripe like the other shirt. Did you notice? Do you care? I hope if you didn't notice and now do that you won't care.

Hilton said...

I've been reading Arguably for the last two weeks, along with the Richard Ellmann biography of Oscar Wilde. I would also recommend the compendium of quotes from Hitchens:

Would you shoot me an email, please? (I've misplaced yours.) Thanks.

Scale Worm said...

Sorry for the loss of your Aunt.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and your little one Sir. We will have our first big meal in the newly finished (just today) kitchen...finished enough to cook and clean in. :-)

LPC said...

I'm just going to say Happy Thanksgiving. To you and yours.

Ian from Downunder said...

Hello ADG from a very rain soaked Melbourne!!
Having you back was the 2nd best thing to have happened this year. (Sorry, but your return couldn't trump a European adventure.)
Preaching to the converted here re Hitch. Take a look at the Quotable Hitchens. Every page is a gem.
Warmest regards,
Ian from Downunder

Anonymous said...

Funny - practically the EXACT same photo of child with dead deer, and caption, appeared in my local paper in the Concord, NH area. (Mind you, this was the free weekly with all the small town news, not any "major" paper in the area.) I guess the rural north has similarities to the rural south.