A few thoughts on the passing of Andrew Breitbart.

One can only pray that people follow the lead he set when he spoke at this year’s CPAC:

Sadly, so many, including some of his employees, seem bound and determined to tear apart the very unity he espoused. Perhaps now they will change their ways.

My sympathy and prayers go out to his family and friends.

As noted in the title, the battle does not end when a single soldier falls. We all need to embody his legacy by confronting the lies and deceit that surrounds us.

And, a reminder of what, or Who, is truly important when it comes time for looking up to someone:

When the house fell asleep
There was always a light
And it fell from the page to the eyes
Of an American boy

In a storybook land
I could dream what I read
When it went to my head I’d see
I wanna be a hero

But the practical side
Said the question was still
When you grow up what will you be?
I wanna be a hero

Hero
It’s a nice-boy notion that the real world’s gonna destroy
You know
It’s a Marvel comic book Saturday matinee fairytale, boy

Growing older you’ll find
That illusions are bought
And the idol you thought you’d be
Was just another zero

I wanna be a hero

Heroes died when the squealers bought ‘em off
Died when the dealers got ‘em off
Welcome to the “in it for the money as an idol” show

When they ain’t as big as life
When they ditch their second wife
Where’s the boy to go?

Gotta be a hero

Hero
It’s a nice-boy notion that the real world’s gonna destroy
You know
It’s a Marvel comic book Saturday matinee fairytale, boy

When the house fell asleep
From a book I was led
To a Light that I never knew
I wanna be your hero

And He spoke to my heart
From the moment I prayed
Here’s a pattern I made for you
I wanna be your hero

ADDENDUM: Thanks to That Mr. G Guy and Conservative Commune for the links.