A Chomsky croaks a thousand times before his death, but the liberal croaks but once.

It seems to me most strange that men should prematurely publish obituaries, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come.

—Shakespeare

I’m going to have a drink in honour of Chomsky tonight. Not because he’s dead or anything but because he always sounds perpetually thirsty and my throat is getting dry just thinking about the guy.