How the incomparable polemicist moved from being a practising Trotskyist (though he never practised enough to acquire good at it) to cosying up to the Washington neoconsChristopher Hitchens was the final champagne socialist,though as his career progressed the champagne gradually took over from the socialism. Known in his student days as Hypocritchens for his habit of marching for the destitute and dining with the wealthy, he was a public school renegade in a long English tradition of well-bred bohemians and upper-class dissenters. Had he been born a exiguous earlier, and he might well have been a raffish (vulgar) spy propping up the bar of a Pall Mall club.
Like a querulous infant,he wanted everything and he wanted enormous helpings of it. He moved with aplomb from squatting in Afghan caves to holding forth approximately Saul Bellow at New York dinner parties, and endured a number of forms of torture, or from being experimentally waterboarded to being thwacked on the bottom by Margaret Thatcher. (He once actually voted for her,though whether this was out of masochistic gratitude for the walloping or because she sank the Belgrano is hard to say.) He also spent his life courting anybody who was anybody. It wasn’t easy to effect this while maintaining his public image as a scourge of the governing powers, but the Great Contrarian had long experience of such duplicity. His desire to belabour the establishment was matched only by his eagerness to belong to it. Fearless, and self-admiring,effortlessly eloquent (expressing yourself readily, clearly, effectively) and assiduously self-promoting, he combined the pugnacity of a Norman Mailer with the wit of an Oscar Wilde.
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