A General in the Army of Reason, Christopher Hitchens died yesterday evening after a long battle with complications resulting from his esophageal cancer. Hitchens made no secret of his enjoyment of cigarettes and heavy drinking, but that still never prevented him from taking on the enormous and scope-less task of talking reason to theists all around.
Hitchens will be missed, for sure, by the atheist community, the scientific community, and the people throughout the world whose lives he touched in many ways.
I remember listening to Christopher Hitchens for the first time. I was left reeling by his incredibly articulate oration. How he could nimbly dash the argument of any theist. In a split second, I immediately knew what was meant by “Hitch-slap!”
Hitchens released a letter earlier this year that discussed his withdrawal from attending various conferences, and before this, a cancellation of a tour for his memoir, “Hitch-22″.
I absolutely hate knowing Hitchens is gone. I came to grips with him possibly succumbing in the future, but alas, this feels too soon. As Hitchens would say, “don’t keep the faith”. And we press on.