Norman Mailer, one of the most bellicose, nihilistic, anti-American writers finally died on 10 November 2007.
Among the 84 year old’s “legacies”: He helped free a murdering psychopath (Jack Abbott) from prison, who promptly stabbed a restaurant waiter in the throat. In war, whether against communism or Islamofascism, America could do no right. We were the always the bad guys. He called Ground Zero more “beautiful” than the World Trade Center buildings. He condoned the attacks on 9/11 as a “tolerable level of terror”; saying that the U.S. deserved it because we were “cultural and aesthetic oppressors”.
As Dennis Miller said:
“Norman Mailer has become Norman Maine, a former matinee idol whom loved ones best keep an eye on, because if this is the best he can now muster, he’ll no doubt be walking purposely into the surf off Provincetown any day now. And as Mr. Mailer’s prostate gradually supplants his ego as the largest gland in his body, he’s going to have to realize, as is the case with all young lions who inevitably morph into Bert Lahr, that his alleged profundities are now being perceived as the early predictors of dementia.”
Well, the demented, pompous, bellicose asshat with the oversized ego, has finally drowned in the surf. Good riddance to fetid garbage.