A few quick thoughts on the untimely passing of Andrew Breitbart.
- I only met Mr. Breitbart once when I was fortunate enough to spend some time with him one evening last year at the home of a mutual acquaintancer. He was unassuming, down-to-earth, gregarious, and pleasant. For a man who to whom so many nefarious motives have been attributed to by his opponents, he didn’t seem the least bit evil and I’m rather certain he feet were not cloven. His personality exemplified the label “Happy Warrior.”
- His sudden death at the all-too-young age of forty-three (which hits all-too-close to home) was shocking and a reminder of just how precious every day we have on earth really is. To borrow a bit from “Spinal Tap,” it puts things into perspective, too much f***ing perspective.
- Finally, in the aftermath of his death today we were also reminded yet again how no tragedy is beyond immediate politicization of the most coarse and crude sort. Some of the comments that I saw on Twitter today were so vile and disgusting that it leads one to despair over the state of our culture and civilization. Whether your political beliefs are liberal or conservative, it’s important to remember that those beliefs are not what should define us as people. No matter what you may have thought of Breitbart’s politics, the fact is that a woman lost her husband and four children lost their father today. That’s something that we all should be able to relate to.
Andrew Breitbart R.I.P.
