By now you’ve likely read many stories penned by great authors about their adventures with Andrew Breitbart. This one is mine. I’m no great author and I’ve been trying to write this since the day Andrew died but I’ve had writer’s block since California lost in the elections of 2010. It’s thanks to Andrew that I am once again writing, something I have always loved to do.
My husband and I were invited to attend Troopathon last year by our friend Nick Popaditch. He was one of the honored speakers at this yearly event which is sponsored by Move America Forward and is, as the name implies, a marathon to benefit the troops. I really had no expectations but was excited to be with friends, help support the troops and to see the Richard M. Nixon library. I’d never been to a presidential library before. It was to be a day of many “firsts”. We set off early in the morning which was a good thing. It was to be a whirlwind day. The date was June 20, 2011.
The day was surreal. I knew by then that when hanging out with the Popaditch’s anything can happen. We were introduced to many famous people and I finally met a lot of folks I had previously only known via twitter. My head spun with all of the activity and excitement. I wasn’t shy about introducing myself to anyone but I just couldn’t bring myself to walk up to Andrew and say “hey, I’m Teri” or some such thing. Still, I eyed him all day. A couple of times he caught my glances and I almost had the gumption but then he would roller blade off or be called back on camera or he’d be tweeting or, something would come up. My friends laughed at me. They offered to introduce me but I demurred. It was Andrew Breitbart! Yes, we followed one another on twitter and had exchanged tweets and even done battle together one night but, I just couldn’t do it!
After a long, hot day of non stop festivities, fund raising and meeting and greeting it was time for dinner. The dinner is a story of its own and I will write about it another day. Suffice to say it was incredible. At some point during or maybe after this meal I got up to grab another cocktail. I was headed back to the table when I heard someone yelling loudly: “Hippychick!” I turned around and lo and behold Andrew Breitbart was running and leaping across the lawn towards me yelling “Hi Hippychick”! (Yes running and leaping! I have witnesses). No time to be shy, I ran towards him and lept into his arms. We hugged as if we were old friends. I suspected but didn’t know until today how he came to know who I was. Actually, it’s still not entirely clear. Near as I can tell April Popaditch and Beth Hazen said to Andrew “Hey, there is someone here who wants to meet you”. Apparently he asked who it was and they answered “HipEchik”. He said “Hippychick is here? Where is she?” They pointed to me and he took off running and calling my name. I am still astounded that he wanted to meet me.
Anyway, we hugged and maybe kissed on the cheek. From then on the conversation was non-stop. I don’t even remember all of what we talked about but we chatted for a long while. It was as if we were instantly old friends. We talked about the troops, I know that. I may have mentioned some of his wild antics and the dares he took in order to bring in donations that day. We talked about California. We just talked. Finally, he had to run, or I did but I knew we were all going out afterwards to have some cocktails and I invited him along. His phone was buzzing. He said “Yes! I’d love to come with you. I have to take this but I’ll be back”. I think he missed that call because this I recall distinctly. I thanked him for all he did to help the troops. I mentioned that this was an aspect of Andrew that not many knew. How much he did to support the troops. He brushed off my compliments and then, he thanked me. Andrew Breitbart said “thank you for all you do.” I shrugged. Oh shucks, I do nothing compared to what you do. He insisted I take the compliment. “No hippychick, you do a lot and I want you to know it doesn’t go un-noticed.” I gulped back a tear, gave him another hug and a kiss and made him promise he would come back. He was walking backwards, punching a number into his phone but he promised he’d come back to join us. I never saw him again in person. He didn’t make it for the cocktails with us and I think I made the gang wait awhile for him.
I’ve long lamented my choice of twitter username “hipEchik” but after that day I knew I’d never change it. I was branded. Andrew called me “hippychick” pronouncing it as in the old SoHo club classic. To this day I am unsure as to whether he knew my name is “Teri”. I wasn’t so star struck as to say I’d never wash the cheek he kissed but the name, it stuck. This was all after I had become his online friend but the two melded together. Meeting him just sealed the deal that we had struck on twitter many times. We were friends. Andrew was a friend of mine. I am not going to quantify it or distort it. I only met him the one time but I knew long before this that I had his six, and he had mine as friends do.
I had tweeted with Andrew a few times prior and a few times after we met. Not many. He started following me on twitter before I really knew who he was. He never unfollowed and always answered me if I sent him a tweet. Unlike so many of the BIG people, Andrew always responded. No ego. He was my friend. I remember New Year ’s Eve 2010; we were all online. He was talking to many people. I wanted to wish him a happy new year at midnight but did not want to butt in. Polite me, I waited. It must have been about 3:00 a.m. on New Years Day 2011 when I caught a tweet from Andrew to the effect that he was about to go to bed. I said to him “Happy New Year Andrew, thanks for all that you do”. He wished me a happy new year and I shall never forget this. He said, “You think this past year was big wait until next year!” I didn’t ask what he had in mind, knowing that he wouldn’t advertise. I couldn’t wait to see what would transpire! Of course we all now know what he accomplished in 2011 but whatever plans he had that New Year’s Day are unknown to me.
Many have said how fearless Andrew was and it’s true. I will add that his fearlessness was contagious. I am known for not liking to do battle online with leftists. I joke that “If I want to fight with a lefty I will walk outside my California home.” One night during the height of the Occupy protests I was up late tweeting. I caught a tweet of Andrew’s that had a ustream link to their coordinated efforts in Oakland and Los Angeles. I became fearless. I took on the OWS crowd and did it fearlessly. Andrew was there. I generally steer clear of people such as Keith Olbermann but he had tweeted out something to the effect that “the Marines had joined with Occupy”. As the wife of a Marine veteran I am especially protective of Marines. I didn’t want their names being used in such a manner. I retweeted Olbermann and asked “got proof of this Keith?”. He was not online at the time but I stayed up all night, with Andrew and did get to call Olbermann out when he finally responded.
I was protective of Andrew too. When the Occupy crowd saw his tweets on the #OWS tag they said “Breitbart is watching”. I tweeted Andrew “They see you Andrew”. He replied “good”. Now I was really in the mix of things and in my mind I was slaying those Occupy anarchists with my words. They took up a chant “Fuck Andrew Breitbart”. I tweeted this: “The Occupy crowd is chanting Fuck Andrew Breitbart. I didn’t realize Andrew worked on Wall Street”. Andrew caught my tweet and re-tweeted it. My tweetdeck almost exploded. I stopped counting at 76 retweets and made coffee. I was fearless. I went looking for trouble. I saw that someone had started an “Occupy Marines” twitter feed and I pulled it up and dissected their tweets. I noticed someone in Occupy had sent that account this: “FYI, the Marines say Semper Fidelis, it means Always Faithful”. The Occupy Marines feed retweeted it. I went into full attack mode. “Why would a group of Marines need to be told what Semper Fidelis means? This is learned on day one of basic training. “. I got no response. It was about this time that Olbermann woke up. He answered me. “Yes, I have proof. So and so was on my show about two weeks ago”. I said, “So, you have ONE rogue Marine”. No response. I was looking for one. I was looking for a fight. I was fearless. It was dawn and I noticed Andrew was offline. I was still throwing punches. How long had he been gone? How long had I been on my own? How long had I been fearless without Andrew? I don’t know. It didn’t matter. His presence had given me courage. The fact that I had met him a couple of months prior made us “In real Life” friends. He was proudly added to my “people I know IRL twitter list”. I was exhausted but couldn’t sleep. I was proud of myself for taking on the leftists that night. It felt good to have done battle with Andrew Breitbart. It still does.
When I awoke and logged on March 1st It was Michelle Malkin’s tweet that I caught. Andrew had died. I sobbed and sobbed. My friend had died. All the conservatives on twitter stopped fighting one another and were consoling and telling Andrew stories. The blogposts went up. The countless tributes. I read as many as I could. We turned our avatars into our pictures of and with Andrew. Sadly, I have no photos of me and Andrew. I think some were shot but I will have to track them down. I had meant to write a blogpost right after Troopathon but, as I said I’ve had writer’s block. Someone mentioned that it will take an army of thousands to replace Andrew Breitbart. We started tagging tweets with #IamAndrewBreitbart. I know that I am no Andrew Breitbart but I promise to be all that I can be. My online “thing” if you will is to help conservatives get elected. I shall be all the more diligent in those efforts. I am posting this tonight, with all of its likely grammatical errors because I once could write. I shall again. I am writing. I’d rather have Andrew back and still have writer’s block but as I finish this, a thousand other posts are running through my head. I have to start one for Nick and one for Elizabeth. I should write about my dream last night. I need to talk about how people should not give up on California. Andrew would have liked that. He never gave up on California and neither have I. We were both native Californian’s and both conservative and we were friends. It is in honor of and because of Andrew Breitbart that I post this. May you rest in Peace my friend. We will take it from here.
Nick Popaditch is once again in New York! He will appear on the Great American Panel on the Sean Hannity Show on FNC tonight! Please make a note to watch and/or set your DVR’s for this must see T.V. (Check local listings for times in your area.)
As many of you know, over the past year or so, I have volunteered and assisted several campaigns. None are as personal to me as this one. You see, I live in the California 51stCongressional District. I have witnessed, first hand, the havoc wreaked by this President and Congress’ economic policy. I can literally see Mexico from my house. I know the need for a secure border. I can also see November from my house. Please help me, help Nick Popaditch flip this house! A brighter view is in sight!
I was, somewhat, kidding Nick one day. I quipped: “Once elected, I DO have your cell phone number and I will use it”
His response to my slightly snarky comment was: “You and the rest of California’s 51stCongressional district will be my commanding officer. I will take your mission to the hill! Semper Fi” I absolutely believe him!
People continuously ask me “what is wrong with your State?” The answer to that question can, and has filled volumes! I know a bit about what is wrong with “my” State, but I also know what is right with it. Many of us have been working diligently to right the wrongs of the progressive demise of California. It won’t be a quick fix, but the Golden State will shine again! Let’s start at the Mexico border and move North! Let not your heart be troubled; Nick Popaditch is an example of what is RIGHT about California!
“What Do I believe in? I believe in limited Government, Strong National Defense and the traditional American Family.”Nick Popaditch
Nick Popaditch is a retired U.S. Marine campaigning for Congress in the 51st district running against incumbent Bob Filner (D). Understanding and believing in duty to country and his community, Nick is redeploying once again to serve and protect the liberties that make this nation truly exceptional.
This former Marine Tank Commander is also known as ”The Cigar Marine” from the AP photo (April 2003) on major front page newspapers in the U.S. of the historic event that truly symbolized the liberation of Baghdad as the 1st Tank Battalion Marines pulled down a statue of Saddam Hussein.
“Gunny Pop” was awarded the Silver Star for gallantry for his actions on April 6 and 7, 2004, while commanding a tank in Fallujah, Iraq and was also awarded the Purple Heart.
Nick was medically retired from the Marines in 2005 at the rank of Gunnery Sergeant from wounds sustained in combat in the battle of Fallujah.
He is the author of Once A Marine an Iraq War Tank Commander’s Inspirational Memoir of Combat, Courage, and Recovery. The book holds an honored spot on the United States Marine Corps Professional Reading program, also known as the Commandant’s reading list. Marine Corps University recommends
Once A Marine for every rank from Private to General.
You can order your signed copy of “Once A Marine” here.
On the Economy and Obamanomics
“Only A Liar, only a liar could look somebody straight in the face, after you took over the economy at 7.5% unemployment, jack it up to over 10% and tell them how many jobs you have saved. Only a liar can do that.” Nick Popaditch.
“If you’re in the 51st congressional district, we’ve had some hard times. If you’re still down there after the recession you are a survivor. You are not looking for a handout. You are looking for the Government to stop pulling the rug out. That is what you are looking for.” Nick Popaditch.
“What do you need? You need representation. I’ll go up there and say no, I’ll start saying no so you can start saying yes in your life. You can say yes to lower taxes, you can say yes to a job; you can say yes to business growth, you can say yes on your Street when we start saying no to Washington D.C.” Nick Popaditch.
It is obvious that these times call for a warrior to represent this all important area. Bob Filner has represented this district for 18 years. His ultra progessive policies have done nothing to help the 51st. In fact, the unemployment rate in the Imperial Valley region of the 51st is the HIGHEST OF ANY DISTRICT IN THE NATION!
You can find additional information on this Warrior for Congress here:
The Gunny will be on the Rick Amato radio show, this evening from 9-11 p.m. pst. Please do not miss this opportunity to hear Nick @Popaditch. This is by no means an easy election in the California 51st Congressional district. All elections are National. Even if you cannot vote for Nick, he will vote for you!
Please tune in to www.kcbq.com to listen live online, and join our tweet stream @AmatoTalk ! Show the Gunny how much he means to you! There are precious few of us online from the #CA51, so am encouraging a high level of listenership. We are getting close. November is in our sights. Now is the time to step it up, let’s walk the talk.
If you do not know about Nick Popaditch, his website is a great way to begin. I will also be posting non-stop about him, so just tweet me if you have any questions on this exceptional candidate!
Nick is travelling this district non-stop and will be at many events between now and election day. One that I would like to call your attention to is the Comedy Store in La Jolla :
This event will be held on October 12, 7:00 pm at The Comedy Store in La Jolla. The address is 916 Pearl Street, La Jolla CA 92038
Tickets must be purchased prior to the event. The cost is $50.00 per person or $75.00 per couple. All proceeds benefit Nick Popaditch for Congress. For more information and to purchase tickets please contact Sutton Porter at firstname.lastname@example.org or call 562-242-4760 (Must be 21 years of age or older.) This promises to be an evening to remember. The Gunny at the Comedy Store! You will be able to say you saw him when!
This former Marine Tank Commander is also known as “The Cigar Marine” from the AP photo (April 2003) on major front page newspapers in the U.S. of the historic event that truly symbolized the liberation of Baghdad as the 1st Tank Battalion Marines pulled down a statue of Saddam Hussein.
“Gunny Pop” was awarded the Silver Star for gallantry for his actions on April 6 and 7, 2004, while commanding a tank in Fallujah, Iraq and was also awarded the Purple Heart. Nick was medically retired from the Marines in 2005 at the rank of Gunnery Sergeant from wounds sustained in combat in the battle of Fallujah.
He is the author of Once A Marine an Iraq War Tank Commander’s Inspirational Memoir of Combat, Courage, and Recovery. The book holds an honored spot on the United States Marine Corps Professional Reading program, also known as the Commandant’s reading list. Marine Corps University recommends Once A Marine for every rank from Private to General.You can order your signed copy of “Once A Marine” here : http://www.onceamarine.com/purchase-once-a-marine-book.htm
ALL elections are National. Let’s Flip This House!