I love my job. I love fighting for what I believe in. I love having fun while doing it. I love reporting stories that the Complex refuses to report. I love fighting back, I love finding allies, and—famously—I enjoy making enemies.Godspeed, Mr. Breitbart. We are bracing ourselves for the vile reaction sure to come from the left over your tragic passing.
Three years ago, I was mostly a behind-the-scenes guy who linked to stuff on a very popular website. I always wondered what it would be like to enter the public realm to fight for what I believe in. I’ve lost friends, perhaps dozens. But I’ve gained hundreds, thousands—who knows?—of allies. At the end of the day, I can look at myself in the mirror, and I sleep very well at night.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Andrew Breitbart (1969-2012)
I liked Andrew Breitbart. he made all the right people angry. I am shocked to learn he has died. Shamelessly lifted from the link is the conclusion from his recent book, Righteous Indignation:
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