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Ruspoli  I always called him Alex. “Alexander” seemed part of
the old world he left in 1973; but “Alex” was a better fit for
the world of highway maps and car engines, roadside stops and
unruly nature with which I most associated him—apart from words
on a page—for the almost thirty years I knew him. Alexander
Cockburn died on July 21. To write those words is shattering. A
big life, approachable, for me, now only in fragments.  About
the Author  JoAnn Wypijewski JoAnn Wypijewski, who writes The
Nation’s “Carnal Knowledge” column, has been traveling the
country...  Also by the Author  The tangled web of affairs,
accusations and legal battles that defined Woody Allen and Mia
Farrow’s relationship unfolded over three decades.   A society
hot for punishment is quick to play judge and jury. But there’s
nothing feminist or radical about pretending to know the truth.
Incredible journey. Alex spen