Sympathies to his family and those who loved him, but A A Gill had always disgusted me ever since he shot a baboon simply in order to see what it was like to kill something. I cannot think of a more appalling act, and Gill then described the experience in horrific detail, and likened it to a bit of "naughty fun"; nor did he ever apologise. I confess I'm a vegetarian and an animal lover, and can just about grudgingly accept people who kill game for food, but I have no time for the so-called "sport" of hunting. Maybe when the animals are armed… In any case, there's a special place in hell for someone who decides to kill a living creature simply for the sake of killing it. Obituaries referred to Gill as a journalist, but journalists write about news and events, and he mainly wrote about food and TV - he was a critic, not a journalist, and a polemicist who deliberately went out of his way to needlessly insult groups of people - the Welsh, inhabitants of the Isle of Man, Mary Beard, Clare Balding, and others all bore the brunt of his barbs. Like Katie Hopkins or the late Christopher Hitchins (who at least had great intellect), he seemed to get his jollies offending people. So while I take no joy from his death, neither do I shed any tears. Better people die every day - just look at the carnage happening in Aleppo even as I write this.
Indeed, some might even call Gill's death karma…