As soon as I can this evening, I will pour a toast to a man who never gave quarter to a world filled with every kind of petty dictator and delusional powermonger. And even when his friends and allies disagreed on some point, he could build an incredibly strong case as easily and as casually as though he was conversing about the weather.

Given his fondness for libations, and his rabble-rousing ways, I suspect he would have respected the primary mode of remembrance that he’s garnering.

Though The Hitch didn’t believe in sin, I bet he’d have gotten a chuckle out of this song.

He was an orator, a statesman, and a good human being. The movement is poorer without him, but it marches on.