Hitch and the Nazis: The REAL Story

I must admit that when I first heard that Christopher Hitchens had been involved in a brawl with a group of Syrian Nazis in Beirut it just about blew my mind. Hitchens? Beirut? Nazis? WTF?

And then I was shocked.

Because I once met...um...encountered... Hitchens in a small bar in Toronto. So all I could think of when I read the story was who could do such a thing to that entertaining old DRUNK?

But it wasn't until I read Michael J. Totten's definitive....and I mean DEFINITIVE..... account of what happened that I actually started to laugh.

“By then,” Christopher said, “I had become convinced that you were right, that we should get the fuck out of there and not, as I had first thought, get the hotel security between them and us. I thought no, no, let's not do that. We don't want them to know where we are. The harassment might not stop. There was a very gaunt look in the eye of the young man, the first one. And there was a very mad, sadistic, deranged look in the eyes of his auxiliaries. I wish I'd had a screwdriver.”

“You know these guys are widely suspected for setting off most or all of the car bombs,” I said.

“They weren't ready for that then,” he said.

“They weren't,” I said, “but they’re dangerous.”

OMG. 10-4 Totten.

You and Hitch and NO screwdriver versus the Syrian Nazi thugs AND car bombers ? Yikes. With friends like that who needs enemies?

On the other hand we all need a laugh. So coming soon Hitch travels to Tehran.....to moon the giant portrait of Ayatollah Khomeini.

And accidentally stumbles across the Iranian Revolutionary Guard....after climbing the fence of a secret nuclear installation....looking for a BAR.

I thought this story was excellent eh?

But that one should be even BETTER....