Nov. 1 (Bloomberg) -- There are certain writers whose
deaths leave us intellectually impoverished. Imagine if
Tocqueville were here to explain the Tea Party, or if we could
read Solzhenitsyn today on a revenant Russia, or Naguib Mahfouz
on Tahrir Square.
And just imagine what further illuminating thoughts the
great Libyan writer Muammar Qaddafi could have shared with us,
had his people not turned on him with such terrifying finality.