I haven’t seen a pro football game in maybe twenty years, so out of touch that I was surprised to learn recently that there are teams I’d never heard of, lots of them. And although I don’t plan on watching any games now, I’ve become a big, big fan of the Indianapolis Colts.
The Colts are owned by a fellow named Irsay, a family deal that goes back to before they left Baltimore.
When it was announced that a group of prospective buyers for the Cleveland franchise included Rush Limbaugh, Irsay declared that he would do whatever was necessary to derail the sale. Limbaugh, Irsay said, was not the kind of person who ought to own a football team.
If you share my view that life affords us all interesting opportunities to overcome our own character faults, then the decision by the ownership group to dump Limbaugh was another in his thusfar unlearned lesson, which is that we’re all human, including people we don’t agree with, and that when you treat people unfairly you can expect the same in kind.
Remember his drug bust? He had somebody carry bagloads of oxycontin for him, obtained through another name. He had a serious addiction and got caught breaking the law. Had this happened to any other public figure on the other end of the political spectrum, Rush would’ve been calling for his head. It would seem that a major course in Irony, maybe Irony 101, is on his curriculum, but he is not doing his homework.
Now the free market he pretends to worship has shown him a dark side. Hey, if you want to exclude people from opportunity because you don’t like them, that’s the American Way. Isn’t it? Will he get it this time?
Here’s what fascinates me about Rush. He’s being given a grand cosmic education, some of it in full view thanks to his love of publicity, his arrogance, and his unwillingness to look deeply into the mirror, and we all get to watch his progress or, sadly, lack of same.
It will almost certainly get to him if this keeps up. Everything he does, seemingly, coming back on him, and eventually he will just stop coming up with excuses. Or, as John Lennon said, ‘sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun. If the sun don’t some we’ll get a tan by standing in the English rain...’
It seems to me that all the negative vibes this blowhard (Rush Hudson Limbaugh A.KA. Jeff Christie) has been spewing over these many years has come back to blow back on his face (A classic “Blow Back”). He always tries to give off the airs that he can have anything he wants but as we all witness those with more money and more influence tossed him aside like sack of potatoes and the ultimate insult was that it was done in public (money don’t buy you everything butterball).
Now of course he blames everyone else (Michael J. Fox, Perez Hilton, Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, Obama, Oprah Winfrey, Sonia Sotomayor, Hillary Clinton, Olympia Snowe, ESPN, NFL, the media, basically people of color, the handicapped, women and gays) when of course all you have to do is listen to his show and plainly hear his daily prejudices filled sermons. So NFL, I salute you decision, job well done. And to the whaling cry baby perched on his self made pedestal, quit your whining it was your own fault. Don’t we all feel better?