On Saturday, friends and associates of Andrew Breitbart gathered to remember an activist admired by lovers of liberty and despised by those who would empower the state to crush the individual. That is the simple comparison we should make amid labels like Left or Right, Republican or Democrat.
The real battle in America right now is the battle to sustain the liberty so many died for under so many different circumstances. Freedman or slave, colonist or refugee, working man or scholar—those of us who understand what is at stake know there is only one real battle to be fought and man has been engaged in that endeavor since the first of us attempted to subdue another. As long as man walks the earth, this battle will endure.
Glenn Reynolds at Gateway Pundit shared his impressions of the memorial organized by the National Bloggers Club. A press notice said the club will establish a scholarship fund to honor Breitbart.
For days Twitter and other social media have carried messages around the world about a man who, in my opinion, was like lightning.
I’ve studied lightning for a long time—we have amazing storms here in the South. Even when the storm is exhausted, we still remember it.
I didn’t know Andrew Breitbart, but I felt that I knew him. He inspired me more times than I can count and I knew exactly what he meant to those of us who believe our country must correct or face a very dismal future. I’ll close with a few lines from a poem, in honor of a man who did so much for a righteous cause and who left us far too soon:
I envy lightning—the quick cut
into visual space, the ability to coerce awe.
What that must be like, to strike
with no warning, to prey on clouds
and singe heat with light. I covet
the charge that sears metal
or changes an oak to ashes. One good strike
will burn within, sharp edges crackling
long after all sound is done.
[Lines from ‘My Poetry Reading’ from the collection Perfect Words by Kay B. Day/2000]