A tribute to Andrew.

There are so many evil people in America, mostly Republicans. They're greedy bastards protecting the interests of even greedier bastards They're cold-hearted hypocrites who have no problem taking food away from starving children, keeping working people at poverty level, and passing laws to force women to toe the line on their idea of morality. These are despicable men and women who I would love to hear died in a car crash, suffered a fatal heart attack, or were slaughtered at a gun show by a madman with an automatic rifle. But alas, these satisfying events don't happen. And every day we wake to more hideous news stories about such creatures as Ted Cruz; Paul Ryan; Michele Bachmann; that creep of all creeps, Sarah Palin; and all those other Turkey Vultures. Which is why in this post I want to thank Andrew Brietbart, yet another one of these detestable liars who committed one odious act after another. This was a man who created even more of a stench than his odorous comrades, who told bigger lies,  made nastier comments and had a blacker and smaller heart than just about anyone.  But we must thank him, for he did do the one thing that made our lives better, our day sunnier, our hearts more hopeful:  He dropped dead at 43.