"Rush to Judgment"

2009
Oct
5

I must admit that I have a level of admiration for the Evil Genius that is Rush Limbaugh, having started out in radio at about the same time as he and Leo Laporte (whom I admire for being a Non-Evil Genius) and given up on the medium after only a few failures. And on the few times I listened to Rushbo, I considered his ability to target Liberalism with humor was far superior to most Right-Wing comics and comedy writers, but far too small a part of his overall ‘act’. My own experience with radio talkers of the pre-Rush era (as well as stories told to me by a confidant of Joe Pyne, the original Angry Conservative) taught me to be highly skeptical of the sincerity of anyone making a name on radio as ‘opinionated’ (confirmed later by the failure of Al Franken to become “the Liberal Limbaugh” primarily because he was being himself and not a character… and his more recent electoral success, while hard-won, explains why no successful political talker can ever get elected to anything, and why ex-politicians do so poorly as talkers… and I’m including ex-congresscritter Joe Scarborough, MSNBC’s answer to the hopeless token Liberals at FoxNuze, but I digress).

So I was somewhat tickled by the recent news that The Radio Blowhard Who Shares a Name With a Halfway-Decent Pretentious* Rock Band was a partner and the inevitable public face of a group bidding to buy the NFL’s St. Louis Rams.

Now, for much of my formative football fan years, the Rams were Los Angeles’ team (in fact, moving to L.A. from my birthplace Cleveland a few years before my debut, so you might say my family followed them to Southern California). I spent part of my youth a few blocks from a foreign-car dealership co-owned by Rams star players Roman Gabriel and Merlin Olsen. I kept an emotional connection to the team when they relocated from the L.A. Memorial Colliseum to a stadium in Anaheim (but hey, I was and still am an Angels fan, making it through the years when Nolan Ryan was their only asset). I ignored the Raiders’ tenure in LaLaLand (knew it wouldn’t last) and kept a thin umbilical cord to the Rambos when they relocated in St. Louie. More recently, I moved to St. Louie myself – St. Louie Obispo, California, a safe distance between the L.A. and S.F. Metro Regions, only to be extremely disappointed to see that most of the local NFL interested is in the *shudder* Raiders.

But if the Rams become a subsidiary of Limbaugh’s Excess In Broadcasting corporation, that will be moving too far away for me.

Still, the opportunity for jokes on the subject is undeniable…
* Good news for the beleaguered white quarterbacks in the NFL…
* Since the Rams used to have a woman owner, this will be a major defeat for the Feminazis…
* Forget the players, time to institute drug testing for Owners…
* Obviously, passing plays are out, and all rushing plays will go right…
* And I am so looking forward to the first meeting between the Rush Rams and the Green Bay Packers… The Cheeseheads vs. The Dittoheads. (two of the three most stupid group self-identifications until the Tea Party Right recently embraced the term ‘Teabaggers’… the third was the Grateful Dead’s Deadheads… are there any surviving members of the band with some money they’d like to invest in a football team?)

*Pretentious Rock is my name for what others call “Progressive Rock”, because it is much more accurately descriptive (and I, for one, am rather entertained by a high level of pretentiousness in hard rock music), especially since ‘Progressive’ has become a political term that ill fits the band Rush with its dabbling in Randian Libertarianism.

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