Though it’s certainly not right to speak ill of the dead, to speak ill of that which was repulsively ugly in life, just doesn’t seem to be all that bad. Breitbart we hardly knew ye, but what we knew about ye was certainly more than enough. If there was good in you — or a silver lining at all — it was certainly excessively difficult to discern. Your countenance and dark heart (and dark face indeed), covered up a window or an opening, at least, into your very essence and; in fact, your very soul. And like Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity, and other demagogues of the Reich before you, you didn’t particularly do anything substantial at all, to distinguish yourself — verily, or to stand out very much at all.

To those who have hawked hatred, division, disharmony, distrust, misattribution and rancor (with glee!), you’ll certainly be remembered as a great one. To those folks of good-will and diversity, and honesty, compassion and character; however, you will remain — irretrievably — like a bogeyman, an archfiend, an antihero, or even a diabolical demon, a ghost, a hellion, a vampire, or a ghoul! Now that you have left us, in relative youth, we’ll be left wondering if your diggin’ up dirt on the angels in heaven, or if you’ll ever come back to your old stomping grounds; at all, to haunt some of the gentle and merry folks; that you didn’t have time to torment, whilst you were still here — doing your damnedest, dirtiest and most foul; vilest deceits and tricks — whilst still on Earth!