People who really know me will know that I detest the politically-correct brigade. I have always viewed them as smug po-faced socialists who understand just about everything (in their opinion), except humour. One should be able to laugh at one's self, poke fun at others and generally enjoy stories of a schadenfreude nature.
That said, humour is, according to my dictionary, about quality and the ability to make one laugh. On the other hand, behaving in a hateful fashion is defined as "1 characterized by malevolence or spite 2 eliciting feelings or reactions of hatred, detestation, or abhorrence". There's a clear difference, isn't there? Sadly, The Hitch lacks quality, compassion and the ability to make one smile. He’s a modern day Hitler – hating just about everyone and everything (at the moment, blacks, gays and squirrels seem to be top of his hate list).
The "Hitch" - who scandalously tried to impersonate the real Peter Hitchens, before the real Hitch cycled over to the wombat's residence to give him a piece of his mind - is a man full of hate. A sad, perhaps broken, man in need of psychiatric help.
Visiting his blog is akin to giving an alcoholic alcohol. Don't do it.