By now almost everyone knows that the Doctor of Democracy has passed away, the Big Voice on the Right has been silenced, the Limbaugh Institute of Advanced Conservative Studies has closed its campus, the Golden EIB Microphone will be retired to the Radio Hall of Fame, the Maha Rushie, that Harmless Lovable Fuzz Ball, Rush Limbaugh succumbed to the cancer that was destroying his lungs. For over thirty years he entertained us, he informed us, he annoyed the Left, and articulated a political philosophy that resonated with millions of us on the radio five days a week. He was incredibly politically astute. He was the King of talk radio and truly a legend. And we LOVED him. He gave us hope. And we LOVED him.
The Left is celebrating his unfortunate death, which is not unexpected, and their celebrations reveal a great deal about the character of those people. I’m sure that I’m not the only one who considered Rush to be one of my best friends, although I never met him. I think it would have been an incredible experience to sit and talk with him. I miss him a lot.The Left considered him to be the most dangerous man in America, which he relished.
Rush occupied a unique position in the Conservative movement. There have been many who have tried to emulate him, but none have achieved much success. There seems to be no apparent heir on the political landscape to the throne he occupied. His death comes at a most inopportune time, when the Conservatives are in disarray and the Left has the reins in Washington. The lunatics have indeed taken over the asylum. More than ever we need some strong leadership by people like former President Donald Trump. The fate of our nation depends on it.
Vaya con Dios, mi amigo.