In Sacramento, Rush’s popularity exploded and people drove from literally HUNDREDS of miles around in order to buy the mattresses he advertised —his liberal fellow broadcasters loathed him.
They made social points by being seen by their colleagues as belittling him, usually quite needlessly —his weight at the time was just the easiest target.
But his popularity continued to shoot skyward. Finally a really huge broadcasting big-shot living up in Granite Bay, east of Sacramento, up in the fancy golden hills threw a dinner party to which he invited Rush. Rush thought it was his big break-through moment. He thought he’d finally gotten a chance to really make his bones.
He drove up there, figuring he would be a margin player at the dinner, but the minute Rush sat down at the table his prominent host quieted everyone in the room:
He marved at how stupid Rush’s show was and how he would never be successful. He repeatedly asked Rush how he thought he could get away with all this (meaning his new format, combining his humor with confidently stating his opinion about everything).
You’d think he’d get tired of it, right? That he’d shut-up about it and let the dinner finally resume tastefully, right?
Nope:
He just went on, and on, and on, with the whole room listening, for over an hour about how stupid Rush was and how he’d never succeed. How he’d fail and no one would hear about him again.
And Rush lashed out, right? He was mean and started screaming..?
Nope! He kept it classy, was the bigger man and just took it, letting the big-shot work through all his hostility.
RUSH EMBODIES CLASS AND WILL BE MORE FAMOUS THAN PAUL HARVEY OR ANY OTHER BROADCASTER IN HISTORY.
OK, am I the only one who is really curious about who the big mouth-small brain "huge broadcasting big shot" is?"
Surely it can't be a secret.
This MENSA reject should be reminded of his huge error in judgment at least once a month...
Yep, good old Rush.