Death of an Unlikable Man

Breitbart was to journalism what Vanilla Ice was to rap.

Saw a headline today that read, “Don’t Speak Ill of the Recently Departed Unless the Recently Departed Spoke Ill of the Recently Departed.”    The departed in this case was Andrew Breitbart, the conservative publisher of the Big Government and Big Hollywood websites and a partisan attack dog whose fondness for smear tactics and total disregard for truth, honesty and simple decency claimed the careers of both Congressman Andrew Weiner and a bureaucrat named Shirley Sherrod whom he ruined with a deceptively edited video.

Let’s not pretend Andrew Breitbart was a wonderful man, a great humanitarian and someone who left the world a bit better than he found it.   He wasn’t and he didn’t.   Don’t call him a “journalist.”  He was a minister of propaganda.   Joseph Goebbels would have been proud of Andy Breitbart.

Like Christopher Hitchens, he was a right mean and tough son of a bitch who took delight in using his media forum for settling scores, saying shocking and provocative things and turning the most sacred of cows into so much greasy barbecue.   But like Hitchens, Breitbart preferred picking off targets to telling the truth. Despite what some badly written obituaries might claim, he was no journalist.   He worked in journalism, but that’s no big deal.  Lots of people do that don’t have the slightest regard for telling the truth or being right and Breitbart gave less than a shit about truth or accuracy.   He used journalism as a tool to impale his enemies and he delighted in gouging as many as he could.

When Teddy Kennedy shuffled off to his great (or not so) reward, Breitbart wasn’t handing out Kleenex. He was taking a giant whiz on the old liberal lion.

Andrew Breitbart, a Washington Times columnist who oversees Breitbart.com and BigHollywood.com, tapped into the anti-Kennedy vein in the hours after the senator’s death was announced, posting a series of Twitter messages in which he called Kennedy a “villain,” a “duplicitous bastard” and a “prick.”

“I’m more than willing to go off decorum to ensure THIS MAN is not beatified,” Breitbart wrote. “Sorry, he destroyed lives. And he knew it.”

Shirley Sherrod might say the same thing about you, Andy. You’re even less deserving of decorum and beatification.

Ted Kennedy screwed up in 1969 that makes it okay for Andrew Breitbart to call him “a special pile of human excrement” in 2009? It should be to the dismay of the Right Breitbart was such a vicious little prick, a mean-spirited propagandist and a nasty piece of work. Apparently, that’s considered a plus these days and delights of the Right.

Will I tap dance on Breitbart’s game?  No, I didn’t like the creep and I’ll leave it to the likes of Bill Mahrer and Arianna Huffingtion to mourn him, but he means as much to me dead as he did alive and that’s not much at all.

It’s a tough break for Breitbart’s wife and kids, but that it as far as my condolences extend. I would say I was sorry about a man only 43 being dead at if Andrew Breitbart had been a nicer man.

"I enjoy making enemies," Breitbart said and he certainly did.