Rush Limbaugh’s Make-Up Grammy

To run Rush Limbaugh out of town on this one comment would be kind of petty, which is why I look at it more as like the racketeering charge for a gangster on whom none of the murders has stuck, or the make-up Grammy given to a legend who hasn’t gotten his yet. Scroll through Rush’s greatest hits, and it’s impossible to single any one of them out as most memorable. There’re just so many to choose from. “Barack the Magic Negro,” for instance, was, upon its release, an instant classic, whose timeliness will remain evergreen long after Obama leaves the White House, whenever that happens to be. But video has a long memory, and so does audio, and Rush has been serving up these chestnuts since Clinton—so frequently, and for so long, it’s as if he’s got two-and-a-half floors of the old Brill Building working just for him. It’s good to see the old legend finally get his due, before he’s taken to that Great Big Rehab in the Sky.