Well, hell, and a damn big “Shame on me!” I feel just sick about what I’ve done. Truthfully? I don’t even know how I got caught up in all this.
I’ve been actively taking part in the extremely vocal portion of the American population who feel that Rush Limbaugh simply went beyond the pale, the point of no return, beyond what can be tolerated in his description of Miss Fluke as a prostitute and slut.
And man, I mean actively:
- signing anything I could find on it
- writing about it
- sending emails
- bribing tiny children to masquerade as adults and solicit signatures from their neighbors to take his show off the air
Okay, no. Not that last one. But geez!
I’ve been an aggressor against the poor man, fer God’s sake. And now, heaven help me, I too have
Gone. Too. Far.
A lot like Rush did, actually.
Just an hour ago I felt a huge swell of compassion for poor Rush when I read a post today from an ABC blogger who quoted a still-committed Limbaugh sponsor, despite all that’s happened. The sponsor wisely stated:
The right to free speech should never be subjected to boycott.
Bravo! Man the torpedoes, full speed ahead! AMERICA LIVES ON!!!!!!!!!!!!! And protect our God-given right to say what we wish.
Fight on for your bucks…
THOSE DAMN BOYCOTTING HATE-MONGERS SHOULD BE KICKED OUT OF THE COUNTRY! Thank God I’ve seen the light. So I called it a night. Except I had to check the net a couple more times from bed. I read that:
A boycott is an act of voluntarily abstaining from using, buying, or dealing with a person, organization, or country as an expression of protest, usually for political reasons. It can be a form of consumer activism.
Wait, though. Wait, what?
Oh, Rosanne Rosannadanna, you are missed!