By Michael J. Smith on Saturday July 21, 2012 09:58 AM
Alex Cockburn laid down his matchless pen for good, last night. How I will miss him.
... Every day they die
Among us, those who were doing us some good.
Comments (7)
Hard to believe cancer was eating away the innards given how chirpy he sounded in this interview (fast forward to minute 30).
Posted by sk | July 21, 2012 11:32 AM
Posted on July 21, 2012 11:32
Posted by sk | July 21, 2012 12:16 PM
Posted on July 21, 2012 12:16
I always liked Alex, even if he once said I looked "weatherbeaten." He then looked at my wife and said, "But not you."!! RIP, brother Alex.
Posted by michael yates | July 21, 2012 4:56 PM
Posted on July 21, 2012 16:56
"Hard to believe cancer was eating away
the innards..."
"Alex kept his illness a tightly guarded secret. Only a handful of us knew how terribly sick he truly was. He didn’t want the disease to define him. He didn’t want his friends and readers to shower him with sympathy."
reaching for the bard here
has its irony sk
but i'll join in:
"Nothing in his Life Became Him ...."
Posted by op | July 21, 2012 6:58 PM
Posted on July 21, 2012 18:58
what a wonderful picture you chose Michael, can almost smell the salt of his skin, mingled with the scent of trees outside such a well lighted place
though he really got on my nerves, I do know right from wrong and I'm highly regretting my snipe now, as he may have regretted some of his towards others
Rest in Peace Alex Cockburn
Posted by diane | July 21, 2012 8:16 PM
Posted on July 21, 2012 20:16
oh, and so wonderful, that he likely gave so many Mother, Father, Sister, Brother FUCKERS:
Cock Burn
Posted by diane | July 21, 2012 8:39 PM
Posted on July 21, 2012 20:39
AC's life in Petrolia (where my wife was partly raised): http://www.c-spanvideo.org/program/289570-1 (from a remembrance by James Fallows).
Posted by Jonathan Lundell | July 24, 2012 12:42 AM
Posted on July 24, 2012 00:42