First, the eternal caveat:  If he wasn’t already a (quite carnal) Christian, hopefully Mr. Wallace found God in the end and is now in Heaven.  Duh. 

But it doesn’t change that in life he was contemptible: spoiled, sanctimonious, hypocritical.  Wicked, possibly even evil.  And (born in 1919) without even the “excuse” of being a Baby Boomer!

I’d remembered that he could dish it out but not take it.  But what I’d forgotten is that he was perfectly willing to let American soldiers die while counting on their protection should he ever need it.

You were a malevolent a-hole, Mr. Wallace.  Still, requiescat in pace.  

(P.S.—That linked article is lengthy, but well worth a full read.)