IN MEMORIAM: ANDREW BREITBART (1969-2012)
With a terrible feeling of pain and loss we announce the passing of Andrew Breitbart.
Andrew passed away unexpectedly from natural causes shortly after midnight this morning in Los Angeles.
We have lost a husband, a father, a son, a brother, a dear friend, a patriot and a happy warrior.
Andrew lived boldly, so that we more timid souls would dare to live freely and fully, and fight for the fragile liberty he showed us how to love.
Andrew recently wrote a new conclusion to his book, Righteous Indignation:
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.
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.
Andrew is at rest, yet the happy warrior lives on, in each of us.
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THE DRUDGE REPORT
DEAR READER: In the first decade of the DRUDGEREPORT Andrew Breitbart was a constant source of energy, passion and commitment. We shared a love of headlines, a love of the news, an excitement about what's happening. I don't think there was a single day during that time when we did not flash each other or laugh with each other, or challenge each other. I still see him in my mind's eye in Venice Beach, the sunny day I met him. He was in his mid 20's. It was all there. He had a wonderful, loving family and we all feel great sadness for them today... MDRUDGE
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JONAH GOLDBERG: "ONE OF THE MOST FEARLESS PEOPLE I EVER KNEW"
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GREG GUTFELD REACTS TO ANDREW'S DEATH
ANDREW
I met Andrew Breitbart in 2005 when I was asked to write for the Huffingtpon Post. He was running the show. Everyone who knew him - left and right - said he was brilliant, eccentric, one of a kind. I instantly fell in love with the guy. To this day, i've never met anyone as fearless. He was my first guest on Redeye, a show I got largely because he told people about me. He became a cheerleader for my work, but more important, a dear close friend I could confide in, about anything. My wife called him the wizard, for he could conjure up anything at any time with limitless energy.
He's the only person I know who operated without a safety net. He always knew things would turn out the way they were supposed to - so he didn't worry about money or, i guess, his health, too much.
He was the spiritual leader of the modern conservative, libertarian cause. He was immersed in pop culture and wished to drag the right into the modern world - knowing this is how America speaks to the world. He was the heart of the matter. The fighter. Losing him is like a fiery planet going dark.
My heart felt condolences go out to Susie and the kids.
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REP. THADDEUS McCOTTER ON THE HOUSE FLOOR: MOURNING THE LOSS OF ANDREW BREITBART
Transcript
REP. THADDEUS McCOTTER: I rise to observe the loss of my friend, Andrew Breitbart, at the age of 43.
In endeavoring to eulogize anyone, there is truly no more eloquent testament than their family. And to his wife, Susie, and their four beautiful children, our prayers, our thoughts, and our acts are with you.
Professionally, in Andrew's prodigious genius that was his life's work, he tirelessly fought the good fight. And in the end, gave his all with every fiber of his soul to serve his fellow human beings and his country.
Numbed with shock and loss at the word of his passing, and in reflecting upon the pleasure of his company, which I and so many others shared, I do find that I'm at a loss for words, and will instead rely upon those of the poet, Rupert Brooke.
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour,
And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping,
With sure hand, clear eye, and sharpened power,
To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping,
Glad from a world grown old and cold and weary,
Leave the sick hearts that honor could not move,
And the half-men, and their dirty songs and dreary,
And all the little emptiness of love!
Oh! we, who have known shame, we have found release there,
Where there is no ill, no grief, but sleep has mending,
Naught broken save this body, lost but breath;
Nothing to shake the laughing heart's long peace there
But only agony, and that has ending;
And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.
Goodbye and God bless brother Andrew.
You are loved and mourned and ever remembered. You never wasted a day of our finite time called life.
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Personally, I'm devastated.
Prayers for Andrew's family, friends, and colleagues.
Rest in Peace, Andrew.
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