Soggy

Hitchens has the last word on the pundit class, professoriat, and media's disgusting performances after the Virginia Tech shootings last week. To wit, Rev. Susan Verblugge:

Ms. Verbrugge recounted breaking through the previous week's numbness as she stopped on a morning walk and found herself yelling at the mountains and at God. Though her shouts were initially met with silence, she said, she soon was reassured by the simplest of things, the chirping of birds.
"God was doing something about the world," she said. "Starting with my own heart, I could see good."

Yes, it's always about you, isn't it? (By the way, I'd watch that habit of yelling at mountains and God in the greater Blacksburg area if I were you. Some idiot might take it for a "warning sign.") When piffle like this gets respectful treatment from the media, we can guess that it's not because of the profundity of the emotion but rather because of its extreme shallowness. Those birds were singing just as loudly and just as sweetly when the bullets were finding their targets.

Presumably Hitch wasn't asked to participate in a "circle of remembrance," as some Student Affairs did last week, while one delighted mourner banged a pot 32 times in remembrance of the victims.