I will be the first person to acknowledge that we here in the United States are entitled to freedom of speech. I will also be the first to acknowledge that not everyone agrees with my own personal opinions regarding social justice or foreign policy or whatever. I will also acknowledge that some people find worth in listening to someone else rant about things they agree with.
To that end, I’ve always lumped Bill Maher, Sean Hannity, Michael Moore, and Rush Limbaugh into the same pile. They’re basically the same thing: entertainers who stretch the truth and embark on hyperbolic adventures to keep themselves employed.
However, I’ve never understood how people can listen to Rush Limbaugh and his hateful bile. The man doesn’t have opinions, he’s merely a parody of a conservative nut job. He has admitted as much by saying that his job is to make the listener mad.
Now he’s come out and called a woman a slut for being on birth control. He has officially moved beyond any possible reconciliation or apologetic explanation. The man is a cancer and I wish to hear no more about him. The best thing that could happen would be that I heard tomorrow his show was cancelled and he descended into obscurity, a footnote on the acerbic rancor that has so marked politics for the last 20 years.
Good night, Rush. So long. Don’t let the door hit you on the ass. And the rest of you who listen to his show, please stop.