Cancer-chan Comes for Limbaugh

When I was a very young man, I admired Rush Limbaugh. He seemed to address many of my political beliefs with his talk-radio performance, and maybe some of my personal beliefs, too. Yet, as I aged and acquired experience to augment the wisdom of my parents, I realized that the man I admired is, like most of us, flawed. I could empathize with his flaws, perhaps even “forgive” him his vices.

Then I aged more, acquired yet more wisdom from experience and the experience of others, and finally comprehended that Limbaugh would not repent foolishness. Here’s a short sample.

  • He is unable to sustain a marriage.
  • He acquired an addiction to prescription medications.
  • He continues to preach religious, sexual, and racial equality.
  • He smokes tobacco despite overwhelming evidence of the dangers of inhaling smoke for recreation.

That last one appears likely to result in his early death.

The very most important task we must accomplish as men is preparing our sons for productive lives which will project into the future beyond any hope of their longevity. In some ways, Limbaugh has partially accomplished that – except he has no son.

But, even if the man has left a mark, it’s a mixed bag, full of at least as many mistakes as triumphs. One of those will end his life, and it’s not a glorious death.