Il citesc pe Christopher Hitchens in ‘Vanity Fair’ de mult timp. Jurnalist de cursa lunga, corespondent, critic literar, autor (Hostage to History: Cyprus from the Ottomans to Kissinger (Quartet, 1984), The Missionary Position (Verso, 1994), No One Left to Lie To (Verso, 1999),Why Orwell Matters (Basic Books, 2002)) si scenarist de film documentar pentru televiziunile britanice, Hitchens are una dintre cele mai limpezi, amuzante si competente voci din presa actuala.
In cel mai recent articol al sau pentru ‘Vanity Fair’ – ‘What I Don’t See at the Revolution’, despre recentele revolutii din tarile arabe:
‘As was once said of Prussia, Egypt is not a country that has an army, but an army that has a country. ‘
‘Heroism breaks its heart, and idealism its back, on the intransigence of the credulous and the mediocre, manipulated by the cynical and the corrupt.’ (pe asta as tatua-o pe fruntea tuturor politicienilor)
Diagnosticat cu cancer, Hitchens incepe o serie de articole – ‘Topic of Cancer’ - de o sinceritate sfasietorare, care te face sa lacrimezi de compasiune si, simultan,de ras.
‘The absorbing fact about being mortally sick is that you spend a good deal of time preparing yourself to die with some modicum of stoicism (and provision for loved ones), while being simultaneously and highly interested in the business of survival. This is a distinctly bizarre way of “living”—lawyers in the morning and doctors in the afternoon—and means that one has to exist even more than usual in a double frame of mind. ‘
‘As the populations of Tumortown and Wellville continue to swell and to “interact,” there’s a growing need for ground rules that prevent us from inflicting ourselves upon one another.’
‘In whatever kind of a “race” life may be, I have very abruptly become a finalist.’
‘Many needles were sunk into my clavicle area—“Tissue is the issue” being a hot slogan in the local Tumorville tongue—and I was told the biopsy results might take a week.’
‘To the dumb question “Why me?” the cosmos barely bothers to return the reply: Why not?’
Nu prea mai e nimic de adaugat, nu?
De vreo doua zile, ma tot distrez rasfoind o carte din copilarie – ‘Topsy Turvy World’ – o culegere de limericks publicata de o editura sovietica (don’t ask why, aia gaseam, aia cumparam).