Thursday, March 1, 2012

"Urine my way, Rob"

          The Acorn prank did not originate with Breitbart, but it was in keeping with his aesthetic, which privileges outrage over nuance, and comedy over comprehension. “I’ve never met Sarah Palin before,” he told the National Tea Party Convention. “I always imagined I’d eventually meet her. A man can have his fantasies.” He readily adopts the cultivated oafishness that is pop culture’s dominant idiom: one day, as we were driving through Westwood, he pointed out the restaurant where he had first met his wife, Susie, twenty-two years earlier. “I remember peeing next to Rob Lowe that night,” he said. “We didn’t crisscross, or anything intimate like that.”

- from a New Yorker profile of Andrew Breitbart, hailed by The Garnet Spy as one of the Right's philosophical rock stars ("Where are the Left’s versions of Herman Cain, Ann Coulter, Mike Huckabee, Andrew Breitbart, Carly Fiorina, Sarah Palin, Paul Ryan, Marco Rubio, Laura Ingraham, Allen West, Connie Mack and Oliver North Who do the Left have?  John Kerry? Nancy Pelosi?  Harry Reid? Al Sharpton? Rachel Maddow? Keith OlbermannThere are rock stars and then there are garage band losers. Will the voters hear the music?")
     Breitbart died last night, aged 43.

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