Rush Limbaugh wallowed in his self-produced muck last Tuesday as he blathered to his fans that Judge Roger Vinson, of the Federal District Court of Pensacola, Florida, had the right stuff to rule on the constitutionality of Health Care Reform.  “After all”, Fat L blubbered, (I’m paraphrasing, the quotes are merely for dramatic effect), “Judge Vinson is a hunter and amateur taxidermist who once shot three grizzlies, stuffed their heads and hung them over the entrance to his courtroom to show that he meant business”.  Even if there were any truth to the statement, (culled from a false Wikipedia posting), to imply that Judge Vinson, (whose only real avocational passion is for raising camellias and serving as President of the American Camellia Society), would be the natural first step in repealing HCR, (because grizzly bear hunters hate health care?), is unfounded and preposterous.  Or, soon to be added to a colloquial dictionary in your neighborhood, it should simply be tagged, a ‘Limbaugh’.

I haven’t gotten all ‘researchy’, (I love Sarah Palin), about it, but I’m going with the confident assumption that ‘Limbaughs’, (albeit by other names), have been around since someone uttered, “Ugh”, knowing full well that there was no truth to the statement.  With the InterNet, Talk Radio, TV News and what’s left of the Press masquerading as honest and responsible reporting, the charlatans who will say absolutely anything have practically unlimited access to vast audiences of receptors anxious to believe absolutely anything.  The politicizing of this notion has us moving at a breakneck pace toward the collapse of what most of us still hold dear as the American Dream.  When pundits and their candidates will use any baseless rhetoric to bolster support, and the beaten down electorate is ripe to be exploited, it is not long before confused hordes of lemmings begin diving from the cliffs of reality into the abyss of bullshit.  We are sociologically broken, nationally and globally, and we are in desperate need of smart, compassionate, innovative leaders.  Instead, 21st century snake oil salesmen, (and women…so many women), are peddling false hope and rallying disgruntled under-represented citizens, by raging against the status quo.  Gaggles of charismatic loud mouths have emerged as standard bearers for innocuous political, social and religious causes with mission statements that begin and end with, “Because…I Said So!”  Obama’s a Muslim and a Kenyan warrior, (thanks, Newt).  We need less government…well, maybe except for the food stamps and the roads and bridges and power grid and all that clean water and schools, (maybe not schools so much), and the freedom to hate the government.  Global warming is a lie!  Health care reform is unhealthy!  Christine O’Donnell is a viable candidate for the US Senate!  I keep waiting for the tipping point that will key a return to some semblance of clear thought and intelligent problem solving, but if ‘Kenyan warrior’, O’Donnell, Paladino, Brewer, Rush and Palin can’t tip us, we may be hopelessly on a path that will make the W years seem Einstein-ian in comparison.

I have one idea, but it will require a lot of your help in passing around the following message to as many people as possible.

Everyone return to your homes!  Pay no attention to anyone whose politics lean to the right of, let’s say, James Carville!  I really know what’s best for you and I will share it with you shortly!  You can trust me!  Why?  Because…I said so!