Four years ago today Andrew Breitbart died. I've always been glad I found out via Drudge. It just seems so right.
A lot of the things I've done the last few years have been because of Breitbart. I continued teaching, I held a pro-Israel rally at RVCC, I sat in an disrupted an anti-Israel rally, I gave a hard time to a lefty speaker on campus, I brought up the rear of a BLM rally handing fact sheets, etc etc.
When he started Big Hollywood in 2009 my thought was 'meh'. I knew who Breitbart was, vaguely remembered his book, Hollywood Loser, and knew the role he played in Drudge. He got my attention though after California Prop-8 passed. I saw him debating a gay rights activist who was going on and on about Mormons and Evangelicals, Breitbart finally said, 'Protest a Mosque'. It was at that point I understood. Sadly I can't find the clip.
When he died four years ago I openly wept.
I am Andrew Breitbart, indeed, and in more ways than one.
Last fall I went to the hospital with chest pains. Doctor's discovered a blockage in my artery (95%) and put a stent in my heart. After several months of dieting, etc, I got some blood work done. The triglyceride and cholesterol count are actually worse than before the stent.
Andrew Breitbart died of a heart attack four years ago today. He was 44.
I'm 42.
I am Andrew Breitbart.
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