What Andrew Breitbart meant to me, a nobody.

Andrew Breitbart left his mark on the movers and shakers of the conservative movement---and we'll hear all about it on the radio and television this week---but what about the nobodies like me? He was an inspiration to us, the nameless, faceless foot soldiers of the conservative movement. And, while we don't have a big audience to tell the tale to, we still have a duty to put that message in a bottle and throw it out to sea.

I heard about Andrew Breitbart passing away on the way into work this morning and thought it was a joke. Knowing that the ugliest side of the American left would say despicable things about him, a part of me thought it was an Andy Kaufmanesque event; Breitbart would return unscathed once the online vitriol and twisted Twitter feeds had run their course. Sadly, it isn’t a joke or an ingenious way of holding a mirror up to the left’s hypocritical face.

And so, with his passing I watched and listened to the who’s who of the conservative movement talk about what an impact Andrew Breitbart had on them. There was Rush and Sean and Mark Levin. There was Jonah Goldberg, and every professional blogger who ran into him over the past few decades. I enjoyed hearing those stories, but what concerns me the most is that the nameless faces in the conservative crowd don’t have a megaphone to let the world know just how much Breitbart meant to us. Regardless, it needs to be said.

Years ago I had no intention of getting into politics. I moved out to Los Angeles to write screenplays and direct independent films. I wanted to be a part of the entertainment industry, but then a funny thing happened: as my political identity began to take shape I found my worldview to be under constant attack by campus Progressives. They warped the words of the men who made sense to me, intellectually bullied those who disagreed with leftist convention, and treated simple disagreements as tell tale signs that I was evil. It completely changed the trajectory of my life.

Essentially alone as an undergraduate and later as I pursued my Masters, Andrew Breitbart was a source of inspiration—he stood up to the bullies. And he did it in a way that was intelligent and cool and funny, so that he couldn’t be ignored. He was just as well-versed in popular culture as he was in the best and brightest of conservative thought. Andrew Breitbart destroyed the paradigm that the left could claim “cool” as something all their own. He was an existential threat to their facade and for that they hated him.

This little blog gets a fraction of the traffic of NRO, The Weekly Standard, Hotair, The Foundry, Powerline and many other conservative blogs of note, but it exists in large part because of Andrew Breitbart. The greatest joy I receive while writing on politics comes when liberal readers attempt to put me into one of their stereotypical boxes reserved for conservatives—but can’t—because I can go toe-to-toe with them in the popular culture and political realms. Don’t like what liberal Hollywood defines as cool? Then redefine cool by changing things from the inside out.

Andrew Breitbart left the world too early, but not before he left a lasting mark on many, many “nobodies” like me. The best way we can honor him is by picking up the baton and racing forward.

Breitbart No Spider Rico. Seth Macfarlane to be TKO’d at Bill Maher Fight Night.

Bill Maher will try to come to Seth's aid by performing the Rhetorical Heimlich Maneuver, but Breitbart will likely be shoving razor-sharp retorts down both of their throats.

I rarely make predictions, but I will do so now. Intellectual light weight Seth Macfarlane (the guy who rails against immigration laws before going to his drug-smugglerless mansion), is going to be on Real Time with Bill Maher again.  However, this time he’s going to have Andrew Breitbart sitting across from him.  One of two things will happen:

  • Seth will clam up and look like the back of Stewie’s head in the face of a quick-witted conservative who’s well-versed in public policy issues AND pop culture references.
  • Seth’s time spent around sycophantic fools like Bill Maher, who feed his ego simply because he’s a liberal entertainer with a popular cartoon microphone, will bite off more than he can chew.  Breitbart will refuse to give him a rhetorical Heimlich Maneuver and instead finish the job by shoving razor sharp retorts down his throat.

Deep down Seth knows that all he has to do is dance around the ring and not look like a complete fool for an hour, and then he’ll be set up with chump opponents for the foreseeable future. The rule of thumb on most shows that gang up on conservatives is that every blue moon a shark like Breitbart is allowed into the pool in order to impress less astute observers. However, the liberal glitterati only stick their toes in the water! Afterward, they’re back to inviting conservatives with goldfish-sized brains, or the big fish who are harmless because they only eat plankton…

Here’s another analogy for you: Liberals like to fight conservative versions of Spider Rico, while trying to pass them off to viewers as Rocky in his prime. They do so on cable news shows all the time. However, whenever they go up against conservative contenders for the heavyweight title they’re the ones who feel like they’ve been on the receiving end of Balboa’s blows.

Our liberal friends and Socialist/Commie apologists never step into the ring with the best and brightest conservatives because almost every time they do they get floored. (Or, when they do, it’s often 3 on 1.)  With emerging technologies, more people know how they try to rig the match to their benefit. Game over, mainstream media.

When conservatism is given a fair shake, liberalism gets knocked around the ring.

Big Hollywood Neglects Bloodsport. Somewhere, A Conservative Angel Cries.

This is how I feel when I see most “youth outreach” by conservative politicians. Regardless, Bloodsport should be a classic for all conservative movie goers.

Big Hollywood has missed the boat on coverage of one particular movie for some time now. I love them, but I can not wait any longer to give this movie the analysis it deserves: Bloodsport.

Any conservative worth his or her salt needs to not only have seen Bloodsport, but love it. There are countless conservative principles embedded in Jean Claude’s early classic and pre-cocaine-fueled-downward-spiral that it’s not even funny (I heard that’s all behind him now, but you have to question whether or not it’s true since he turned down an offer to appear in The Expendables).

Even better, uber liberal Forrest Whitaker plays a role, so the sooner conservatives can make and solidify the case for Bloodsport as an ultra-conservative fight-classic, the better.

Frank Dux’s story is filled with loyalty, duty, respect, selfless service, honor, integrity, and personal courage. If the acronym for that looks familiar, that’s because it is—it’s the Seven Army Values. And yes, Fank Dux was a military man. Critics will of course point out that Dux took part in the Kumite, despite a lawful order from his superiors not to. Touche. And, while it’s a very valid point, I don’t want to get caught in the weeds discussing the occasional douche-rules the military can dole out to good soldiers who need a break. There will be plenty of time for that in future Bloodsport posts…

Think about Dux’s story. He honors his sensei (i.e., for all intents and purposes his adopted father). He’s a member of the Armed Forces. He undergoes rigorous training and suffers countless setbacks in his youth, yet bears down and fights through it to accomplish things an earlier version of himself would have never thought possible. He travels great distances to take part in a contest where failure might mean death—for something larger than himself. He plays by the rules even when his opponent cheats, and ultimately he comes out on top.

The only time Frank missteps is when he decides to sleep with the sexy, blond, liberal reporter who looks down on the men involved with the tournament, but is willing to sleep with them if they’ll spill the beans. The error is so costly that it almost disqualifies him, as the reporter outs Frank’s presence to the authorities and tries to have the tournament brought down. Note to self: Resist sexy blondes at all costs.

Another interesting aspect of Bloodsport is the dichotomy between Ray Jackson and Frank Dux. Ray Jackson represents the stereotypical American: loud, brash, in your face, and uncultured. He’s rude, but he’s also loyal…and kicks ass. And finally, he’s cocky, which actually ends up being his downfall. Those who are familiar with the movie know that there probably wasn’t any limit to what Ray could have done if he would have reigned in his attitude, had a bit more humility, and listened to his good friend’s advice.

Frank Dux is the American ideal. He’s soft spoken, but confident and strong. He’s distinctly American, but he’s honed his skills by drawing from the best of multiple cultures. He’s honorable and loyal, but he’s very much an individual. He doesn’t go out of his way to pick a fight, but he recognizes evil when he sees it and he’s not afraid to step in to right wrongs from time to time (e.g., the fighter who was forcing himself on the reporter in the lobby). Frank makes no apologies for who he is or where he came from, and his goal is to be the world’s best. Period.

Given these two characters, most of us would probably want to be Frank. However, it should be noted that both kick a**. As a representation of the country, it’s safe to say that the liberal scribe usually opts to have characters not kick a**. They turn into Matt Damon, who is only allowed to display awesomeness if a corrupt U.S. government is on the receiving end, or if an international tribunal of United Nations appointed diplomats (perhaps caught up in an oil-for-food scandal?) give him permission.

When conservatives talk to young people about Hollywood they need to bring up such points. Yet they don’t. All too often, today’s conservative leaders shun the entertainment industry or cast it off as an abysmal cultural cesspool not worth stepping in to. We need to tease out what’s cool and conservative in the entertainment industry (even if liberal writers create it inadvertently), and talk about those things. We need to redefine what’s cool and get young people clamoring for it, instead of casting off the industry entirely.

There will always be power players behind the scenes attempting to frame the debate and set the terms for what young people should and shouldn’t desire. Instead of sitting on the sidelines, we need t entire the fight, fight to win, and make the other side say, “Matté!” And besides,with guys like Markos Moulitsas on the other side’s bench, to not do so would be an embarrassment.

There are two competing ideologies sparring over the next generation. Let’s get in the game and fight to win. Until now, I haven’t seen much to be proud of by conservative politicians.

Stallone and YOU Stop Generation: Beta Male Liberal Leg Crossers

Stallone understands that some of us don't want Alan Alda and George Clooney to have Beta-Male babies with genetically superior leg-crossing skills.

I’m really happy to see Big Hollywood write a piece on Stallone. If you’ve read my blog before you know that I’m a huge fan of the elusive Hollywood actor with at least a few strains of conservatism in his DNA. Bruce Willis (who also has a cameo in The Expendables) is another actor I think we should raise our glasses to. Listen to Stallone’s response to a young man who wonders about the dearth of pro-America action flicks over the past few decades:

BRIAN: As I grow older one of the major things I enjoy about the 80’s action films are their high level of optimism about America and its place in the world. Whether it was Rambo 2, Rambo 3, Rocky 4, Red Dawn, etc. they made American’s feel invincible (and a bit cocky) but also proud of whom we are. The unbelievably ripped action heroes were a great physical manifestation of who we were as a nation. Post 9/11 I think many would love to feel that way again as we have transitioned from the great action heroes to action stars such as Matt Damon, Nic Cage, and Tom Cruise. All great actors but I can’t buy them as action heroes. Movies today seem to have the opposite effect and are focused too much on our flaws as nation and our failed foreign policy (Avatar, Green Zone). Do you feel this is simply because of the changing generations in Hollywood, a true reflection of the national temperature, or just an overall loss in optimism following the end of the American century that is reflected in the stories told on screen?

STALLONE: “Brian, Its 100 percent due to a transition into a different political climate than when the aforementioned films were done. That’s why it’s a minor miracle the last RAMBO would even be released, but I took a gamble there would be many people like you, who may not express themselves as clearly but really do desire to see an action film unfold that wreaks [sic] of pride and manly individualism that has unfortunately fallen out of vogue. I believe that everything is a cycle. And once again America will have its cinematic heroes reflect the incredible honor it is to be defending the most extraordinary country the planet has ever known. Just give it time, everything is a cycle.”

I disagree with Sly on one thing: he wasn’t taking a chance. There are a lot of men out there who don’t like that Hollywood wished Alan Alda and George Clooney could have a baby that looked like Matt Damon, but with beta-male genes empowered by gamma radiation. Hollywood’s elite want The Hulk, but instead of getting really angry they want him to cross his legs and purse his lips with incredible strength.

Someone should do a study to find out how many movies were made in the past decade that portray the U.S. government or explicitly the U.S. military as the antagonist, and then compare it to the number of times it was portrayed as a force for good in the world.  I’m guessing that the numbers would be downright scary (unless you’re a jihadi film club member or a socialist from San Francisco with an AMC movie card provided by your neighbor’s tax dollars).

It says something about the American people that despite the best efforts of the media, higher education, and the entertainment industry to force feed them guilt sandwiches on a daily basis, that they resist.  The American people know deep down (even if the education system is woefully failing them) that this is a good country.  And it doesn’t take much for them to understand that it’s also an exceptional country. But we need to keep up the fight. And I think that the kind of yarns Stallone creates should serve as an inspiration.

I’ve heard conservatives who would give up the fight for

Sly starts the spark, and you can provide the oxygen needed to start a conservative wildfire. Write a blog, get on Youtube, volunteer, or find another way to reach out to the next generation. The next conservative icon is waiting to discover his true calling...because of you.

popular culture because of the odds. But when the odds are against you the thing to do is to bear down and move forward. Conservatives need some grit in their spit, and they need to come out swinging a la Rocky Balboa if they’re going to win over the next generation. Shirking into the corner because guys like Ward Churchill and Kanye West populate college campuses and the entertainment industry is insanity. Neglecting young people because there are more Rachel Maddows out there than obvious Rush Limbaugh successors is equally as ridiculous. They’re there. We just need to plant the seeds and cultivate the soil. Guys like Stallone help out with movies that can start sparks of conservatism inside young minds (perhaps strong enough to power a Government Motors Chevy Volt?); it’s up to you and I to fan the flames.

Now get out there and start a blog, sign up for a social networking site, volunteer as a tutor, or get on Youtube. The next conservative icon is waiting to discover his true calling because of you.