I won’t pretend to have been good friends with Andrew Breitbart. I met him just twice, in passing, and corresponded or spoke to him on the phone just a few other times.
But here’s what I know: People who enter the arena with verve and good humor, and with personal decency even while playing hardball, and who truly believe in their cause, and who can play hardball but don’t take cheap shots… well, those people are gems.
Breitbart was a gem — and a remarkably happy warrior for the cause.
RIP.
Peace, and God’s love and joy forever.
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