03 January 2012

A urine-soaked gloat from a urine-soaked creature

It can't be said that I am an easily shocked innocent. Indeed, some people consider me to be as cynical as a tax man. But the post A Brief Comment on the Passing of Christopher Hitchens by the known Holocaust leech Norman G. Finkelstein was still a revelation to me.



As JudeoPundit put it, with a great deal of restraint and understatement I have to add, Finkelstein seems to want to avoid gloating over the death of Hitchens, but can't quite manage it. A few quotes from Finkelstein's revealing gloat:

When I first learned that Hitchens was diagnosed with an excruciating and terminal cancer, it caused me to doubt my atheism.
First Hitchens passed.
If that wasn’t burden enough to bear, the next day Vaclav Havel imploded.
The deep thinkers among us were now beside themselves with grief.
But then, on the third day, Kim Jong-il kicked the bucket.
Moe, Larry, Curly. Christopher, Vaclav, Kim.
Well, enough is enough, and any comment will be redundant, in my humble.

So, in the spirit of the above quoted, I would like to make a public commitment. If the hateful vermin croaks before I kick the bucket, I  promise not to say or write anything about the event. Aside of something light and friendly in the manner of  "The vermin bought the farm? Good."

Oh, and if you want to know why the urine imagery in the headline, just read the end of that hate-filled piece by the vermin.