One Year On

The largest compliment Breitbart could give someone was, “He’s a warrior.” All men respect guts, and Breitbart more than most men.

I think on this anniversary of his death we should honor him — andourselves — by seeking to be Warriors. And not just in politics, thoughcertainly that was where Breitbart encouraged it the most frequently.

Breitbart himself lived a brave life, confident in himself, alwaysquestioning and always questing. He made himself bigger than life byliving as outrageously as he could.

He always had big plans — Breitbart notoriously had five other planscooking on his stove when he was talking to you about one — and I thinkhe had an idea, intuitively perhaps, perhaps arrived at byconscious probing (people so frequently praise Andrew’s uncanny intuition they forget to mention he was curious and whip-smart, too), that there’s more to life that what we’re given.

Politically he revolted openly at the media-Democratic prison — hewasn’t here to meekly take the scraps the media-Democratic complex hadseen fit to offer, he was here to demand his right to a proper meal.

And I think that sense informed every part of him. He wasn’t on thisearth to take what little the material world was offering him; he washere to insist upon more.

He was a big man, but his spirit was gigantic.

There aren’t many like him. The world couldn’t hold too many like him.

He would have made an outstanding Pirate.

I like to imagine that somewhere in the next world, Andrew’s causing someone some amount of trouble.


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