I’M EXCEEDINGLY TIRED OF CHRISTOPHER HITCHENS

Save me dear lord from those who pimp opinions to the rich and stupid. I am growing exceedingly bored with the mindlessly over-inflated prose and faux-alcoholism of the writer Christopher Hitchens. The man has to be called if only on his substandard drunk pose, the ease of which I know all too well. I guess it was inevitable that, with the Coulter genre mercifully sinking under the weight of its own implausibility, some former radical should figure to slime their way into becoming the up market Bill O’Reilly. Last week Hitchens excelled himself with a blast of absurdist pomposity against Michael Moore...

To describe this film as dishonest and demagogic would almost be to promote those terms to the level of respectability. To describe this film as a piece of crap would be to run the risk of a discourse that would never again rise above the excremental... Fahrenheit 9/11 is a sinister exercise in moral frivolity, crudely disguised as an exercise in seriousness. It is also a spectacle of abject political cowardice masking itself as a demonstration of "dissenting" bravery.

Yeah right.

There’s an adapted saying round the old guard. “If you can remember Hitchens in the 1960s, you probably weren’t there.” I thus I only kinda recall seeing the fool as through an hallucination darkly, at parties at Jonathon Green’s house, busy being some kind of upper class Trot, accompanied by thick-ear Stalinist malchicks who probably wanted to hang me from a lamppost. I suppose I could go on at length, but, yet again, why the fuck bother? Go on picking up those cheques from Vanity Fair, boyo. But let’s not pretend any philosophy is being molded, except to flatter the demands of the market. Like just another dog act, son. And also consider that the tide may be turning. Michael Moore has a hit. Folks are responding. Nothing succeeds like success, and the transaction may be entering a new cycle. In times of transition, the flight from sell-out to has-been can be a short hop with no beverage service.

Cue Positively Fourth Street

MONKEY BUSINESS

I maybe bored with Hitchens, but some worthy primates are vexed and more than a little put out by being constantly compared to G.W. Bush. (Hit the link, it’s worth it for the smile.)

http://www.bushisnotachimp.org/

CRYPTIQUE – Seeing you makes me grateful I’m me.