I haven't tried to comment on his life and death, partly because I didn't know him very well and those who did have written so much better. I have nothing new to contribute.
And I don't want to spend time kvetching about the ubiquitous commentators whose eulogies boil down to "he was a great man but too traditional." Fisking is a bitter sort of amusement.
Nor do I want to spend time noting all the points we agreed and disagreed on. I don't have to measure everyone against myself.
But I think if he were reading the newspaper stories calling him instrumental in the fall of the Soviet Union, he'd wear a wry smile as he began to recite Psalm 115.
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