The journalist Eric Boehlert died last night. He was 56 years old—my age. It is impossible to overstate the magnitude of this loss. The first time I saw Eric was during an appearance on A.M. Joy. Over the years he became an increasingly prominent—and prescient—media critic. A few months ago I was lucky enough to connect with him and, although we never met in person, we spoke a few times on the phone and he took part in a social media project I’ve been working on. He was a sweet and lovely man and I looked forward to meeting him. His “Press Run” Substack was essential reading but more than that he was a true patriot, someone who loved his country and understood the dangers presented by the failures of the mainstream media. He never hesitated to speak truth to power and his courage was an inspiration. I am staggered by what we have all lost.