( – promoted by Rob “EaBo Clipper” Eno)
There is so, so much great stuff being written about Andrew right now that I just can’t resist putting some of it here in a post. All of the great writers and thinkers are writing, and here is what some of them are saying:
By way of greeting, I used to ask Breitbart what kind of evil he was up to.
“Most kinds,” he’d say, gamely.
As it happened, Breitbart was on his best behavior. “I’m here to learn,” Andrew said facetiously. It was part of the pleasure of keeping company with him. He wasn’t just a friend, he was a co-conspirator. Once we arrived at the apartment, much to Andrew’s and Ayers’s chagrin, they got along famously. Just two guys having dinner, finding commonality, even if Andrew regarded it his hidebound duty to passive-aggressively heckle Ayers as he served us plates of hoisin ribs and farmhouse cheeses. (“This is the bomb, Bill,” Breitbart said to the former explosives-rigger.)
When Ayers asked me what I was reading right now, I told him “Moby Dick,” which actually lived up to its billing. Ayers agreed, though added, as any good academic would, “You’ve picked up the gay subtext?” Breitbart nearly choked on his tofu and quinoa. “You mean in Moby Dick?” Andrew asked. “Or at this dinner?”
Andrew was one of perhaps three or four conservatives who could truly be described as irreplaceable.
Working with Andrew was always fun; his enthusiasm was infectious and he brought more energy to everything he did than a normal human being would consider possible. He was a warrior in the cause of freedom. Andrew cannot be replaced, but he will long serve as an inspiration to his fellow conservatives. We extend our deepest sympathy to his widow and his four children. Andrew Breitbart, RIP.
(I’ll try and put more below or feel free to add some in the comments. I’d rather avoid the nasty bile from the left in this thread if possible, though I guess that’s really not in my control.)