Vicarious grief is not my thing. Grief is very personal, and reserved for those you knew, loved, and lost.
And I didn’t know Andrew Breitbart.
Still, though, I have fought tears all day. He was one of my heroes. I don’t have many. I’m late to this whole conservative blogosphere party, but I understand and appreciate the fact that this “party” would not exist without certain key outliers. Rush Limbaugh, Neil Boortz, Matt Drudge, Glenn Reynolds, and Andrew Breitbart are prime examples.
The “Big” voice.
I dunno if you’ve noticed, but my tagline is “just one voice from the rabble.”
This tagline is meant to emphasize the smallness of my voice. Insignificant. No one of any import.
Well. As a typical average nobody, can I just say? It’s awesome when a bigger voice speaks for you. And that’s what Andrew Breitbart did. When nobody-ol’-me attended the Code Red anti-Obamacare rally, and promptly got accused of terrible racism, what good would my little tiny voice have done?
Not much. Enter Andrew Breitbart, who offered $100,000 to anyone who could provide evidence of this supposed outburst of racism. Of course, no such evidence existed. Because it was a lie.
Andrew Breitbart helped us to feel comfortable with calling out the lie. Most of us have a hard time even believing that folks want to lie about our beliefs and motives. Many of us want to help “The Left” to understand us. We want to assume the best from people. Maybe they misheard. Maybe they misunderstood.
Andrew Breitbart helped us to remember that many people don’t mishear or misunderstand. They hate us. They do not deserve the benefit of the doubt. They do not deserve respect.
So yeah. Go ahead and point out the fact that Andrew Breitbart disrespected the memory of Ted Kennedy. Cry me a river. But don’t expect me to swim in it. Ted Kennedy was a bad actor, and the best one can say is that he was reckless, not premeditated in the death of Mary Jo.
Does Andrew Breitbart have a Chappaquiddick in his past? Duh, no.
He does, however, leave a grieving widow and four children behind. I pray that they find comfort and healing in the upcoming days, months, and years of grieving.
Not that grief ever goes away.
I’m glad that I was willing to defend Andrew Breitbart in the past. I’m glad that he inspired so many of us. I intend to embody his spirit in the future. The Happy Warrior lives on, if we happily fight his battles. A lot like the Smiling Soldier.