The Hitch on Why Bush Should Booze (Kingsley Amis sighting)
In his latest article for Vanity Fair (would link to it but it’s not online), Christopher Hitchens makes the case for W tying one on every now and then. I agree. A friend directed me to me the article after noting that The Hitch begins by quoting Kingsley Amis’ brilliant and humorous description of Jim Dixon’s hangover in his novel Lucky Jim. Hitch knew Kingsley and is very good friends with Kingsley’s son, novelist Martin Amis. Here’s the paragraph. May be one of the funniest paragraphs ever written in the English language. Enjoy:
Dixon was alive again. Consciousness was upon him before he could get out of the way; not for him the slow, gracious wandering from the halls of sleep, but a summary, forcible ejection. He lay sprawled, too wicked to move, spewed up like a broken spider-crab on the tarry shingle of the morning. The light did him harm, but not as much as looking at things did; he resolved, having done it once, never to move his eyeballs again. A dusty thudding in his head made the scene before him beat like a pulse. His mouth had been used as a latrine by some small creature of the night, and then as its mausoleum. During the night, too, he’d somehow been on a cross-country run and then been expertly beaten up by the secret police. He felt bad.