Rush Is Dead

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Everyone’s mother has said:

“If you don’t have something nice to say don’t say anything at all.”

So this is a rough post. 

Rush Limbaugh has died, and kicking the dead is not a good look.

So, let’s just talk about the career highlights.

He scrolled the names of those who died of AIDS behind Dionne Warwick’s, “I’ll never love this way again” and he did it for a month!

Laughed all the way through it.

He called a rape victim a slut.

Said that Donovan McNabb was only a quarterback because they wanted to find a black man to play the position.

He called Obama a house negro and backed the birtherism garbage until the day he died.

He said that Michael J. Fox was faking symptoms of Parkinson’s.

He called Chelsea Clinton a dog when she was a teenager.

Those are just some of the highlights of a career.

I still haven’t said a bad thing about him.

He certainly took a lot of definitive stands on a lot of things.

He said that drug addicts should be killed.

Yet, he changed his stance on that after he got busted for being a drug addict.

He had no empathy for anyone.

That’s just a fact. 

And the problem with his long, long, long career where he amassed about a half a billion dollars was that he was the source of lot of disinformation.

He brought a lot of glory to telling lies for a living.

That will be his legacy.

Just yesterday, the GOP leaders in Texas blamed windmills and the new green deal for the problems they’re having there with their power.

Rush would be proud of such an effort:

To pass a blatant lie off as the gospel truth.

(For those keeping score - there is no new green deal as a law. It’s never been enacted).

But that is the legacy.

No matter what else anyone has to say about him...

...he was able to twist anything into a lie that served his interests.

That’s a talent, I suppose.

I listened to him from time-to-time just to hear what he might say on an issue.

Covid-19?

He said it was the “common cold.”

The oil spill?

He said it wasn’t a big deal because the ocean could handle it.

Climate change?

Hoax!

Russian interference?

Hoax!!

Rush only got 70 years of life.

I won’t grieve his death...

...but I certainly mourn his life.

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