Most of you probably never heard of Gore Vidal. Anyhow, he was an old queer with a luscious brain of intellect. I truly enjoyed his wit and commentary, I even bought and read several of his books. A fucking genius of prose and dialogue. When he said something profound, which was often, he'd get this cute little smirk and his eyes would sparkle with delight. Well deserved, well deserved. Gore Vidal died. A tragedy only he could make a comedy. I'll miss that old man.