Christopher Hitchens as Two-Face

I thought this weekend’s NYTBR piece on Christopher Hitchens’s memoir-thing was really pretty great! (This: The problem is that if you’re a public figure, especially a writer as extravagantly colorful and prolific as Hitchens…, you may scarcely be aware of how much of your own store of tales has dribbled out over the years, like a sack of flour with a small hole in it.”) But then describing the book as a document of “the inevitable rightward drift of an old Trotskyist,” in the end Jennifer Senior basically accuses him (much as n+1 did, in more complicated form) of always having been a lovable and fun Harvey Dent.