I have never met Rush Limbaugh, and I am fairly certain he has no idea who I am. I haven’t been a lifelong fan of his, either, but I remember exactly where I was when I first heard him on the radio. As a recovering liberal sometime in 2000 and new to the Bay Area, I was fuming about the anti-Israel press in connection with the Second Intifada. One morning after playing taxi mom, I was surfing the radio stations when I heard this loud, booming male voice say something like “Folks. Let me explain to you first the history...