Once again, Republican party opinion leader Rush Limbaugh leads the way for all who lend him their ears -- you'd have to, of course. He's deaf from all the drugs that he took. To get back at us for his lapse in judgment, his slow-catching-on, he's been lashing our ears all along, trying to blow them out on us, too.
He's been showing the party faithful how to be virtuous, how to be courageous, how to verbally lash a young woman. Finally, he hit an uncallused part of our ears, got a reaction -- we are suddenly surprised.
Ol' Rush has been banking fortunes out of shoveling crap into our ears for some time. We give him permission to do so every time we turn on the radio, invite him in for a while. He's at home money-grubbing, spewing lies, and whipping out racist slurs, but Rush is flexible. He's added a new skill: Skinning a young woman alive, using only sharpened words. Quite a demonic resume you have there, Rush. Happy with your list of achievements? He laughs us off, of course, all the way to the bank.
Oh, sure: He slowly and reluctantly nudged out a couple of half-assed, half-hearted apologies -- Rush, on display once again as a puzzled child, one hand in the cookie jar, the other hand busy electrocuting a cat, parents looking on, wondering why any apology should be required of him. He's the great man of Republican radio fame!
Well, don't fool yourself about this troll: The only thing caught his attention was the hemorrhage of clients bleeding from his fat list of suckers. Money slipping away is what caught his heart-strings, not any sudden pangs of humanity, no overnight installation of heart.