A Proud Friend of Andrew Breitbart

I was a friend of Andrew Breitbart. He was a great guy. Nothing like his haters try to define him as. I’ll never forget the day he called me and asked that I become a contributor to his new website Big Hollywood. It hadn’t even started yet. He was largely unknown so when he called and tried to tell me who he was, he was surprised I already knew. I was a user of his news site and knew he had worked for Matt Drudge and wrote a book about Hollywood. But what surprised me was that he knew and even cared who I was. That he wanted me to write for him.

What was really nice is that he and I had such similar views. He was not this right wing fanatic the left tries to make him out to be. He was just a guy who hated how they had pushed everyone to the right of them into an ideological camp. If you weren’t a lefty or a Democrat loyalist then they branded you an extremest and a host of other things you probably aren’t. So his impulse was to get in their face and call them out on it. I lacked the means and the soapbox to do that but I had been sort of doing that myself with my blog, so we were kindred spirits.

It seemed from talking to him he was more of a libertarian like me. But it doesn’t matter, he wasn’t really interested in defining himself so much as defining them as what they are. He was interested in exposing them for what they’ve done to this country and are doing to it every day. And he was determined to get the truth out as he saw it. I was more than happy to lend my time to his cause.

And when Lawrence O’Donnell of MSNBC called myself and Batton Lash racist on national TV over a very tame cartoon we did about the first lady’s efforts to control what food kids can eat in school, Andrew was there for me. And we talked about it and he got me on radio shows to tell mt side of the story.

He was a very nice, fun guy and a lot of people on the left you would think would hate him actually liked him. In fact he was becoming more of a regular on shows like Bill Maher’s and CNN as they warmed up to him.

I will miss my friend, even though I didn’t know him as well as many others did. I wish I could have hung out with him sometime. It was something I wanted to do. I’m sure I would have got my chance sooner or later. But I’m proud to have had the time with him that I did and his legacy will live on.

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