Limbaugh and Viagra, now the kiddies snicker

Okay, so, Rush had Viagra in his bag and his doctor didn’t prescribe it in his name because if you’re Rush Limbaugh (or Bill Clinton or whomever) and you know you have a gazillion childish guns pointed at you – at all times – you’d rather not have some pharmacist blab in some internet forum that you’re using Viagra, or herpes medicine or genital wart salves or whatever. Perfectly understandable.

Sadly, now we’ll be treated to a few days of people sniggering and making snide, adolescent jokes about Rush (probably in tandem with jokes about Bob Dole, or as he is called at my son’s school, “Bob-Dole-Sex-Machine“) and about how conservatives raise flags because they can’t raise anything else, how a rising snide lifts all boasts, how Rush needs to pull himself together, take himself in hand, get ahold of himself, how it’s not-hard out there for a wimp, how Ann Coulter is walking around with Rush’s missing testosterone, how Rush keeps talking about elections because he’s fixated on…well, you get the point, and a sensitive point it is, too.

We’ll have to endure the usual suspects basically acting like 5 year-olds sitting around the table saying “poopyhead” and imagining that they’re terribly funny, while they laugh and drip and dribble, and we roll our eyes and wipe up their wee spills.

Personally, I think the best way for Rush to stop the thrust of this thing in mid-launch is to stiffen his resolve and laugh at himself. It worked for Hugh Grant, and when you laugh at yourself you leave your enemies limping. I’m sure Rush will stand firm and take it like a man, reminding all of us to get a grip, because there are more important matters at hand.

Regular readers know that I have recently disagreed with his take on illegal immigrants. Still, I think Rush is getting the shaft, here.

I think it sucks that the fellow had to have his less-than-hardline tendancies spread out before the world. People are entitled to some “zone of privacy” is what Mrs. Clinton said, isn’t it? But then some people are raised to that zone, and some are not. Something tells me that if Al Franken were in the same awkward, uncomfortable position attention would not be paid, prosecutors would not be called, headlines would not blare. There would be no shouts, grunts or giggles. Franken would not find himself in a tight spot. It would remain a smallish matter.

In honor of Rush, though, and because I expect him to be treated very badly by many people, today, I’ll rerun a post that was rather uplifting, come to think of it, and complimentary to him, in a way. And it was meant to raise all of to our highest potentials!

Naughty dreams and Rush Limbaugh

Just got reminded of this and thought I’d share it with you, because it’s pretty funny, and I am having one of those sleepless nights.

I had a friend who was also struggling with insomnia. One night she finally went to bed early and got into a really good sleep – but it didn’t last. She called me up in the wee small hours, wide awake and sounding upset.

“What woke you up?” I asked.

“I had a sex dream about Rush Limbaugh, and it scared the hell out of me! I might never go back to sleep again!” She said.

“But you don’t even listen to Limbaugh,” I said.

“I know! I know! But the scary thing is…he was GREAT! I’m like, totally in love with Rush Limbaugh right now! This is awful!”

This particular friend had once before called me up very upset because she had a sex dream about Bill Clinton, whom she didn’t like. It troubled her because for a brief time afterward, she found him sexy, but then she got over it.

So, you see, she is a bipartisan sex-dreamer.

Perhaps this is what we need to bring America back together…some bi-partisan sex-dreaming on both sides!

Egad…so this means that in order for America to come back together, Democrats will have to dream sexy about Dubya, Mitt Romney, Ann Coulter, Tom Selleck and Elizabeth Dole…and Republicans will have to dream about John Kerry, Al Franken, Helen Thomas, Angelina Jolie and Kathleen Blanco.

Do it, America! If you love your country, sacrifice a dream or two for her future!

Did I mention I have insomnia? Sorry…just can’t sleep! Insomnia is my friend. I love my insomnia.

Michelle Malkin has lots of links and wonders where are all the privacy mavens?. She also quotes Hillary Clinton, who just yesterday was gassing on about privacy in America. Oh. Rush. Not entitled to privacy. Gotcha. I keep forgetting that double standard thing. It’s okay to discuss his private medical stuff.

Welcome ABP and Junkyard Blog readers, while you’re here, please look around. Today we’re also discussing the rescue of Catholic Music and the absolute hoo-hah that is global warming.

UPDATE: Rush was smart enough to laugh at himself, apparently. Audio is here. Good job, sir.