Comfortable and Furious

Rush Limbaugh Is Dying: Good Riddance

EDITOR’S NOTE: Rush Limbaugh, a hate-spewing gasbag who was somehow honored by our racist imbecile Idiot-In-Chief with The Presidential Medal Of Freedom…has terminal lung cancer, and will die soon. Scratch that, he will, and in his own hateful words, “Assume Room Temperature”. There will be no sympathy from me, or from anyone at Ruthless at the passing of this gutless, woman-hating coward. Rush Limbaugh represents the worst of the worst rabble-rousers. In memory of his approaching death, I am re-publishing an article written years ago by Plexico Gingrich, who has since forgotten how to write. No matter. Here it is for your reading pleasure. Enjoy.

UPDATE: DEAD 02/17/2021

First let me say that I think the bulk of the left pretty much misses the boat when it comes to Rush Limbaugh, who?s name sounds like a fake invented on the spot by a character in a teen flick set in 1979.


“Uh” my name is? Yes Balderblam, officer. This is my friend, King Crimson Grandmore. For years, lefties have tirelessly documented the man as the boldest of liars, as though fact has anything to do with dittoism. Look, for the most part, you’re talking about people who thrive on being lied to. The kind of person who listens to Rush is the same kind who believes that the story of Noah’s ark is literally true.

That is, that 3,000 years ago, some fool used a wooden boat to gather every species of animal on earth from the ice caps to the equator–including species yet to be discovered by modern science–and housed and sustained them for 40 days upon said wooden boat, while an invisible man in the sky, who is all powerful and all knowing and all loving, decided to kill everyone on earth because he was disappointed at how they turned out.

Additionally, not only did no one but Noah have a boat, the omni-omni being who created perhaps an infinite number of galaxies, each with billions of stars, many of which contain solar systems with planets and moons, oceans and continents and, in at least one case, ecosystems with billions of millions of species, composed of billions of cells and countless molecules, composed of mercurial particles that continue to befuddle the greatest of human minds — this being, has as his primary concern whether some dude on planet earth is putting his penis in another dude’s mouth. Seriously, this all knowing, all powerful being created a boundless universe of unlimited complexity, so that he could fret and wring his hands over the reproduce practices of a single species on a single dust particle of a planet. Supernovae are mere ornaments hanging about the core issue of the universe.


Did little Timmy touch himself last night, especially while maybe thinking about little Billy? This is the mentality of Rush’s audience. Now, the response to these kinds of people is supposed to be like, “Rush misstated the facts pertaining to the involvement of the United States in the Nicaraguan civil war during the 80s.” Or, “Mr. Limbaugh misrepresented the preponderance of scientific opinion pertinent to global warming.” As if these observations will shake someone who believes that earth is younger than the pyramids into reality. Fuck that. Rush is about spraying a satisfyingly warm jism of falsehood onto the eagerly awaiting maws of nano-endowed, mentally deficient dupes. People who can’t hold their own in a reality that includes competitive gene pools, and therefore get off on the idea of throwing people in prison or sending them to war. You don?t use facts against this bunch, you use the back of your hand.

But here’s what I don’t get. Rush is the mouth piece of the hombre myth. He is the mask of right wing cunts who are afraid of every fucking thing. He’s supposed to portray their cowardice as machismo. You’re a watery, bloody, leaking, pussy who’s so afraid of terrorists that he would shred the Constitution to avoid a 1/50 million chance of being killed by Al Qaeda? You’re so afraid of crime and/or black people that you want to lock up troubled twelve-year-olds for life so they can never ever get you? You?re so intimidated by sex that you would actually block efforts to prevent STDs? You’re so afraid of death that you have to pretend that you’ll wind up floating on a cloud with Grams and Gramps, Jesus and the cat that got run over when you were eight?

Rush Limbaugh in 2015: 'Smokers aren't killing anybody'


Rush’s job is to convince you that, you, fruitcake, are in actuality a tough guy. You’re tough on terrorism. You’re tough on crime. You’re not weak and afraid, but abstinent. You’re strong in your faith. It’s those whiny liberals who are the wimps. Horseshit.

Rush is supposed to represent the macho face of conservatism, boldly stamping out wimpy, wishy-washy liberalism. And yet, he is obviously the biggest pussy in the entire universe. That is what baffles me. Even if Rush never made it to radio, I would know him. When I try to imagine some jiggling, white bread imbecile in Missouri who spews crumbs and “tough talk” platitudes at his family across a dinner table strewn with Boston Market to cover up the fact that he’s often frightened by the sound of his own farts, Rush’s face comes directly to mind. And I think it would even if I’d never seen him. Try to imagine Rush voluntarily entering a fist fight with an able bodied male remotely his own size. It’s nearly impossible. Now try to imagine him saying, “Look, I don’t want any trouble,” to a midget who just smacked his mom across the face. Fits perfectly.

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Of course the facts support the image. Rush has trouble finding and keeping women, even with his fortune and fame. He sat out ‘Nam with a cyst on his ass. He was hopelessly addicted to prescription drugs for his hurt back and had to undergo the most extreme forms of rehab to get off them. Moreover, he bought them illegally — which I have no problem with except for the fact that he has stated Oxycontin users deserve jail time because they are robbing sick people of relief. This is your rhetorical John Wayne? Good luck, pussies.


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