Lawrence Auster lecturing
By Nicholas Stix
Laura Wood has published a worshipful obituary at Larry Auster’s blog.
Auster worked heroically in his last months, pouring out an incredible amount of work, while in a terrible state. I’ve heard that pancreatic cancer is particularly painful, though I can’t imagine any kind of cancer that isn’t.
Larry played a distinctive role in the culture of American anarcho-tyranny. I’ll have much more to say about that, in a living obituary I started a few weeks ago, when I thought I had more time, though a close advisor warned me that time was very short.
Auster’s funeral will be taking place in Philadelphia on Tuesday, April 2.
When I saw mention of his funeral, I considered going, even though we weren’t close, assuming that the service would be in Manhattan, or at least somewhere in New York City, but Philadelphia is a bridge too far. I wasn’t aware that he had a connection to Philly. Then again, Larry kept his personal life very close to the vest, as well he needed to.
I just checked Google News for reports of Larry’s death. The lone hit was for a blog by my VDARE editor, Peter Brimelow. Ain’t that a kick in the head? But should I even be surprised?
However, a check of Google “Web” listings for the “past 24 hours” turned up no fewer than nine full pages of blogs, with very few duplicate entries, reporting on Auster’s death.
6 comments:
My mother died of pancreatic cancer. The cancer starved her body. Literally. No solid foods can be digested, and even tube feeding fails as the cancer spreads to the colon, liver, and other organs that aid digestion.
RC
I'm sorry to hear that.
I guess that leaves only two options to a living hell of pain: Enough painkiller that you become an addicted zombie, or suicide.
My mother was prescribed a morphine patch.
Acute pain to that degree can only be masked by such a patch.
Addiction is the least of concerns in such a situation like hers.
RC
Addicted: That was stupid of me. Zombie, bad; addiction, irrelevant.
A professor I had in college and whom I knew well, died of pancreatic cancer in 2005. It only took a few months as he weakened quickly. When I called his wife after he died, she told me he died at home and was not suffering when the end came.
David In TN
Dear David,
I'm glad for him.
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