Thursday, August 21, 2008

Limbaugh and the "little black man-child"

By Capt. Fogg

Rush Limbaugh seems finally to have responded to criticism of his indefensible attack on Elizabeth Edwards's sexual practices and prolix propensities:



You can't hit the girl,

he laments, with a gratuitous dig at feminism and Hillary Clinton. Sure you can, Rush, and you'll hit anyone and then act like you've been unfairly treated by the nasty "liberals" who call you an immoral, dishonest, and reprehensible bastard for having been all those things for so long.

His latest gambit is to complain that we're complaining that Obama is being attacked and we're complaining because of course, he is above criticism. I would commend him for this inventiveness, but it seems to come so easily to him that I can't give him any credit. Of course nobody is putting Obama on a pedestal, nobody is treating him like a messiah, that's only the game the Limp Boy is playing because the man is obviously a better leader, more intelligent, and better able to express coherent thoughts and policies. Sorry to disappoint you, Rushbag, I just think Obama is better, not that he's Jesus Christ and Elvis rolled into one.



You can't criticize the little black man-child. You just can't do it, 'cause it's just not right, It's not fair. He's such a victim,

whines Rush, posing as a victim.

Sure you can, Rush. It's really only you pretending that anyone is above criticism. It's really only you pretending that our revulsion at your bigotry, your limitless amorality and your viciousness toward anyone you feel like being vicious toward. Do you think anyone doesn't read "man-child" as your snickering replacement for "boy"? Criticism of a political candidate is always fair, but libel, slander and all the other fictions you excrete for the benefit of your fatuous and furious followers is not fair. Undermining truth and justice and decency isn't fair and that's just the way you make your $38 million a year. If you had any real concern for the United States of America, you'd fill your pockets with bricks and start wading east from your magnificent beachfront property until you drown.


(For more, see TP, C&L, and MMFA -- MJWS)

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