I haven't really talked about this subject because, well I didn't want to sound like I was celebrating a person's death so much. But in reality, I can't think of another person who deserved death more than Andrew Breitbart and I've come to realize that I shouldn't feel ashamed to dance on this mother fucker's grave.
Andrew passed away unexpectedly from natural causes shortly after midnight this morning in Los Angeles.
We have lost a husband, a father, a son, a brother, a dear friend, a patriot and a happy warrior.
Andrew lived boldly, so that we more timid souls would dare to live freely and fully, and fight for the fragile liberty he showed us how to love.
Andrew recently wrote a new conclusion to his book, Righteous Indignation:[indent]
I love my job. I love fighting for what I believe in. I love having fun while doing it. I love reporting stories that the Complex refuses to report. I love fighting back, I love finding allies, and—famously—I enjoy making enemies.
Three years ago, I was mostly a behind-the-scenes guy who linked to stuff on a very popular website. I always wondered what it would be like to enter the public realm to fight for what I believe in. I’ve lost friends, perhaps dozens. But I’ve gained hundreds, thousands—who knows?—of allies. At the end of the day, I can look at myself in the mirror, and I sleep very well at night.[/indent]
Andrew is at rest, yet the happy warrior lives on, in each of us.
I have to hope that "natural causes" was a bowel rupture. But hey, he did pass away unexpectedly from natural causes... naturally caused by shoveling way too much coke into his nose. Then again, cocaine and alcohol are both perfectly natural.
A guy dying.. Not really a huge problem. My problem really comes in when said guy used his unilateral power to tell some other guys to go murder a guy on the other side of the world. Yup, this is what this fucker kept preaching on.
Good riddance!
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