Yesterday, as I was finishing my epic kitchen clean up, I started getting phone calls. The first one was from a friend who confused me with my husband (seriously. He doesn’t even have an accent!) and because my phone doesn’t tell me the name of the person calling, I assumed it was a telemarketer. When things cleared up I found out Rush Limbaugh had read substantial portions of my article on PJMedia.
Because I’m lazy — which for Sarah-speak means “I actually have other stuff I need to do/finish.” — I’m just going to put links to the article, to Rush Limbaugh’s show, and to a video.
AND THEN I’m going to make a few pithy observations.
So, if you’re ready, here it goes:
This is the article: Modeling COVID-19 and the Lies of Multiculturalism.
This is Limbaugh’s show: The COVID-19 Models Can’t Account for Culture.
AND this is the video: If it doesn’t take you there, skip to 1:19:45
For the record, I’m honored, but it’s perhaps too much of an honor as I still haven’t processed this.
I first started hearing about Rush in 91. I only listened to bits and pieces of his show, ever, mostly because ADD. I guess, if I’d had bluetooth headphones, as I do now, I’d have developed the habit of listening to him while cleaning, all over the house. But back then, you know, with a toddler, my life was never precisely silent enough to listen while doing other things, and I have trouble sitting still and listening.
That said, I’ve read Rush Limbaugh. A lot. And I admired him madly, as I was deep in the political closet, because he was out there. He was speaking out. He was saying things that needed to be said, things that at least half the country was thinking, but which had no voice in mass media, ever.
He was one of the first breaks in the wall of false consensus that kept pushing the Overton Window further and further left. He was in many ways the beginning of “fighting back.”
He took an outdated medium, because it was the only thing they allowed us, and he turned it into a megaphone. And he changed the culture. Which is important, because politics is always and forever downstream from culture.
And for those who will say “but he got rich from it.” Sure. He did. OTOH a) it was a counterintuitive bet. No one goes into right-of-center anything for the money. Because right of center is anti-establishment. And establishment has ways of slapping you down from stepping out of line. Everyone who is right of center and manages to make a living, much less get rich, has to be 1000 times better than anyone spouting the “approved” leftist pap.
So, whether you realize it or not, standing up for the establishment cost him monetarily. It also cost him in psychological and stress issues, I guarantee. Why? Because the minute you step out of line, there are legions of brain dead establishment drones who devote their lives to attacking you, reviling you and wishing you ill. I, myself, have a few of these Renfields who devote their lives to twisting every word I ever said to make me sound either stupid or insane or perhaps criminal. It’s amazing that they devote so much time to this. To be fair, I have no idea who half of them are, unless the mental cases really intrude on my life in some way (and there’s always mental cases. Including those who go after you financially. At one point I was attacked on Facebook by someone who used to work for one of my publishers, and who screamed at me how horrible it had been to work with me. I had no clue who this person was. By asking, I figured out she’d copyedited Draw One In The Dark. So, her experience working with me was going over a completely apolitical book, back in the days when I wasn’t even out of the political closet. Also, that book was one of the more trouble-free copyedits I had. Mostly she’d moved commas around, and since I was out sick when they taught punctuation, I just assume the copyeditor is right. I don’t even remember any disputes. But because I disagreed with her politically this person had made that nothingburger interaction into some horrible experience, and is probably maligning me all over traditional publishing.) Most of the time I find out these people have written about me because some fan tells me. And the number of times I’ve clicked through to see their ravings is zero.
BUT I have dedicated Renfields, working for the establishment and trying to pound me down, because I’m the nail that sticks up. Imagine if you will what kind of crap Rush puts up with. And yet he persists.
Which is why I admire him immensely, and was moved to tears seeing him receive the presidential medal of freedom during the State of the Union.
I’ve said before I would never have come out of the closet without Breitbart. I probably wouldn’t even have thought of it without Rush. So, there it is. My little mite, such as it is, should be to his credit.
Meanwhile, while my close friends told me that because I was read by Rush on air, I was no longer respectable, and were joking — particularly as they said I’d no longer be bought by traditional publishing. Which is a forgone conclusion, and also, seriously? I’m not sure there will be a traditional publishing after this house arrest stunt. Their one advantage was placing paper bricks in bookstores. That might be gone now — there were comments elsewhere on social media that said that and were serious.
By having one of my pieces read on air by an icon of right of center media, I was beyond the pale.
My answer to that is what Portuguese fisherwomen did — and I never figured out what it meant, and mom still won’t tell me, so I suspect it’s obscene — which is holding one hand palm up and hitting it with the BACK of the other hand. That for your respectability!
If respectability consists of endorsing the Marxist thinking that has killed a hundred million (and probably more) across the world over the last hundred years, I want no part of it. You go on and be “respectable” all you want.
I’ll stand with the people like Rush, who are building a world where the individual counts for something, and where killing half of your population in a planned famine, or working them to death in work camps isn’t the laudable, done thing. Not to mention a world where no sane human being would collaborate with the Chicoms. (And btw, what makes me sick about the establishment working for and with the Chicoms is that I have a gut feeling it’s not even for money. They’re just that twisted.)
Anyway, if this is no longer being respectable, I don’t want to be respectable. Besides, us bad girls are always fascinating…
And now I’ll go work.