Posted on 01/27/2004 8:48:58 PM PST by writer33
Make no mistake. Rush Limbaugh is “The Passion.” He is the passion of conservatism, the very pulse, bounding through the veins of the nation. He produces life with every heartbeat of his show as he scoffs at liberals and gives us his interpretation of conservative truth. His brand of ideology shakes the very foundations of liberalism.
He follows in the footsteps of giants, such as George Washington, Thomas Paine, and Ronald Reagan, promoting the ideals of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. He broadcasts affectionately trying to steer growing government towards the ideals of the Constitution.
He believes that Americans with limited government are better Americans. He believes that Americans shouldn’t murder babies in the womb. He believes that tax cuts are good for the economy. And finally, he believes safe Americans living free are the best Americans of all.
Boldly he pronounces the lies of liberalism and asserting daily doses of truth. With resounding conviction, he echoes the sentiments of the Founding Fathers, evoking the wrath of those who oppose him. “The Passion.” His passion forces him to carry the torch of liberty and justice, inflicting backlash, lies, and corruption at his doorstep. The compassionate liberals, those that believe in fair play and equal justice, will do almost anything to berate him.
Mildly he sits and passes on his message, his passion, his views, his legacy. A legacy of truth, justice, and the conservative American way. He hands his gift down day after day, show after show. He will live as one of the greatest men in conservative history correct 98.4% of the time. There are few men in history that has received the same award as President Ronald Reagan. There are fewer men that could go on day after day under the scrutiny he faces. And there are only a handful of men that could keep themselves reserved while suffering the onslaught of the visceral hatred of “compassionate liberals.”
Quite frankly, I don’t know how he does it. How does he stand so strong against so much? How does he execute his duties so faithfully with the onslaught of these lies? How does he continue to go on the air? Especially when the people that presume to blackmail him walk free! “The Passion.” That’s how.
As I listened to his show today, January 27, 2004, I could hear “The Passion.” Liberal after liberal tried to infiltrate the show and discredit the man behind the “Golden EIB Microphone.” He was fiery. He was excellent. He’d had enough. They failed to extinguish him.
Last night, his attorney, Roy Black, was filled with “The Passion.” Filled so full that it seemed as if Rush himself were sitting there screaming the answers, “I DID NOT DO THIS!”
I was enthralled. I was overjoyed. I felt giddy, like a kid in a candy store. I knew for the first time in months as if justice had taken a direct blow to the lies and corruption creeping into Rush Limbaugh’s life. Never had I wavered. Never had I been so steadfast in my disbelief of the news media. I never believed the allegations. Not once. Not until Rush himself admitted it.
I was disappointed when I heard Rush was addicted to prescription painkillers. Why, you ask? Because I had placed him on so high a pedestal, considering him the greatest man in the world. You know what? I still do. Despite all the claims, I still consider him the greatest conservative I’ll ever know.
I know you’re saying I’m crazy. I know you’re telling me to check myself into therapy, but it’s true. I can’t help it. I can’t help but applaud a man with this many medical conditions going on day after day after day after day, executing liberal lies with impunity. I have too much respect and admiration for the man that put his own show ahead of pain, pushing himself into addiction and blackmail. Too much admiration for the man that removed the disease, the man that removed liberalism.
Liberalism was planted deep within me, as if it were a parasite feeding on me. Rush cut it out like a surgeon excising a cancerous tumor, giving me the opportunity to experience life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. He gave me the chance of a lifetime. The “lone beacon of opposition” handed me a certainty, a guarantee no person had ever given me before. No, he didn’t come to Texas and brainwash me. He presented his case like he does every single day-clearly, concisely and effectively, planting the seed of common sense in my brain. By sowing that seed, he also gave me hope, happiness, and “The Passion.”
“The Passion” to live life, to succeed again and again, and to not feel guilty about creating wealth. He handed me an education in advanced conservative studies and said, “Go forth and produce young man. Give life everything you’ve got.” And I do. I thank him from the bottom of my heart. I owe at a minimum my undying support and loyalty.
Everyday Rush withstands the assaults, he strengthens my resolve to praise him more and more. The more the liberals bash Rush the more I salute him. The more they harangue him the more I respect him. They cannot or will they ever break my obstinate resolve. Instead, they have only succeeded in convincing me how corrupt, phony, and merciless they really are.
With Rush on the radio, I continue to conquer day after day, living in conservative principles, consumed with the fiery notion of my new life. I rebuke liberalism with special thanks to my educator. I love the life I have earned, as I pursue success after success, and eagerly wait another broadcast day of “The Passion.”
Spoken like a novice in life. If you could take a long time deacon of a church, who was an Eagle scout, with no driving citations, etc.-a pillar of society-and addict him to alcohol, heroin, pain-killers, whatever, you can turn him into a thieving, lying good-for-nothing in no time at all. This is the nature of substance addiction. You AND I are not immune from this trap either.
Rush took pain killers to the point of addiction. The addiction then took Rush. In time, the addiction would have taken his marriage, his relationships, livelihood and his life. My compassion is out for anyone addicted to drugs, regardless of their political stripe. Let us see what you have to say, when addiction takes someone close to you.
I love Rush, but you're right, it is a cult, at least here. If the mind control crap has to go, I sure hope Rush's own Larry Klayman goes too.
I'm thinking its gone beyond the Lanny Davis type adoration. Soon we'll have to call him Monica. :)
I have two compressed discs in my neck. Two surgeons wanted to remove the discs and fuse three vertebra. I was prescribed vicodin, percodan and percocet for the pain. I can't use my arms, held aloft and forward, for long periods of time without intense pain and numbness in my arms (makes driving a lot of fun).
I regularly practice Ju-Jitsu, boxing, lift weights, ride bicycles, hunt, camp, golf, etc. I only took the precribed pain medication for a very short period of time because I didn't like the fuzzy feeling it gave me in dealing with reality. In dealing with the pain, I chose to deal with it.
That Rush regularly played golf does not mean a whole lot.
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