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Thursday, October 15, 2009
Rush Limbaugh and discrimination.
A group bidding on owning the St. Louis Rams has dropped Rush Limbaugh from their roster, claiming that his inclusion makes it tougher for them to complete the task. Limbaugh, not surprisingly, has taken this opportunity to bash all the people he hates already, or more accurately, the people his listeners hate. I am not sure if Rush has an actual conviction about anything.
And that is part of the problem. Rush is a drug addict. He either broke or seriously bent multiple laws obtaining mass quantities of the prescription pain-killer Oxycontin, which is described to be more like heroin than aspirin. It was never proven in a court of law whether his infractions were actually criminal, because it never got to trial, largely because he could afford a big scary lawyer that cowed the prosecuting attorneys.
NFL players get the book thrown at them when they are found to be using illegal or unauthorized drugs. They lose their ability to earn a living in their chosen field. Rush has shown himself to have enough money to be above the law. There is no morals clause in his contract and his listeners don't seem to give a rat's rectum about his many sins, including those bordering on illegality. He is the voice of their discontent, the one who best articulates their rage against the modern world. For many of them, the next best articulator is Jim Beam or Pabst Blue Ribbon. They don't expect morality from either of those crutches, they don't expect it from their main crutch either.
I don't know if Rush actually believes what he says or really listens to it. In a recent interview, he said words to the effect that he was not controversial, but Obama is. If he can remember back to earlier this month through all his self-medication, he might now realize he doesn't really understand how people perceive him. In any case, he can cry all the way to the bank if he so desires.*
Language note: "Laughing all the way to the bank" is not clever. Everyone is entitled to laugh on the way to the bank to cash a check. The clever statement was "crying all the way to the bank." Liberace, critically despised but publicly adored, is given credit for coining that phrase. ~