Letter to some middle-aged contrarians

Or, why you'll never go broke selling racial innocence

The other day on Twitter I found myself in a debate about the ghost of Christopher Hitchens. The proposition was whether the once-famous, now-dead iconoclast could get his work published in 2021. On one side, a writer insisted that, given Hitchens’ catholic list of targets (his favorites included Henry Kissinger, Bill Clinton, Princess Diana, God, and t…