Paul Fussell on Kingsley Amis: And the King's Response

A review on the King.

Martin Amis and Hitchens on the Jew Question

If you reactionary dickheads stop the penis fury for a moment, click play and listen to the 9+ minute YouTube panel discussion with Hitchens, Martin Amis (the son of Kingsley), and crowd. For example:

~Martin asked his dad, "What's it like being a mild anti-Semite?"
~Kingsley responded, "Well, it's very mild."

The King's Recommendations

Take it away, Kingsley: Alcohol science is full of crap. It will tell you, for instance, that drink does not really warm you up, it only makes you feel warm—oh, I see; and it will go on about alcohol being not a stimulant but a depressant, which turns out to mean that it depresses qualities like shyness and self-criticism, and so makes you behave as if you had been stimulated—thanks. In the same style, the said science will maintain that alcohol does not really fatten you, it only sets in train a process at the end of which you weigh more. Nevertheless, strong drink does, more than anything else taken by mouth, apart from stuff like cement, cram on the poundage.

And Kingsley describes the hangover: 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 secret police. He felt bad.

Brilliant.