Matt Labash remembers the dinner with Bill Ayers that Tuckler Carlson won in a contest. Breitbart tagged along.
Once we arrived at the apartment, much to Andrew’s and Ayers’s chagrin, they got along famously. Just two guys having dinner, finding commonality, even if Andrew regarded it his hidebound duty to passive-aggressively heckle Ayers as he served us plates of hoisin ribs and farmhouse cheeses. (“This is the bomb, Bill,” Breitbart said to the former explosives-rigger.)
When Ayers asked me what I was reading right now, I told him “Moby Dick,” which actually lived up to its billing. Ayers agreed, though added, as any good academic would, “You’ve picked up the gay subtext?” Breitbart nearly choked on his tofu and quinoa. “You mean in Moby Dick?” Andrew asked. “Or at this dinner?”
Steve Hayes remembers a long friendship with Breitbart.
Mike Elk proves that Breitbart could be nice even if you got drunk and hassled him.
Toby Harnden brings the Breitbart end-of-career rumors.
I mentioned in my piece yesterday that Breitbart defended "Swang Thing" by The Chameleons as one of the greatest songs of all time -- possibly the greatest. Here it is.