The controversial Senator Jesse Helms died this Fourth of July, and blogger Ken Layne wrote an amazing obit piece. I have practiced writing them in college, but the examples never read like this:
Jesse Helms died today, 25 years too late, but the stench of his rotten career will always linger in the Senate, and over the South.
He was a hero to bigots and the cigarette corporations, a menace to the poor and downtrodden, and a mean little troll whose heart was so wrecked by wickedness that doctors had to patch it up with coronary valves from a pig.
It was a far better summary of the man's life than I heard on NPR, which featured an infuriating apologist in lieu of worthy journalism.
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