So while driving to and from Columbus yesterday to meet up with an online friend from New Jersey (she was driving her daughter around to do the college tour thing) I flip radio stations. A lot.
I must say Rush, yes that Rush, kind of cracks me up. It was never easy for me to find him on air in other places I lived, but here, pretty easy. Definitely that says something about the area, no? Anyhoo. Some quotes that stood out:
"If Hilary steals the nomination..." Exactly how would she steal it? Because let me tell you from his tone he seemed to think she could arrange it to win by paying people off, or something. Let's all ignore the fact that there it is looking more and more like Barack could be awarded the nomination.
"Hilary the domineering and abused wife of Bill..." It feels like those are two very different life states and seems like they are diametrically opposed and hence not possible to co-exist.
In a "dialogue" (I use that word loosely) with a caller, Rush asked this african american man if Barack won the presidency, could say that racism would be gone, something we didn't have to worry about. The caller said of course not, to which Rush asked "so why is it important to have a candidate that 'looks like' you?" He just so doesn't get it. However I will say just hearing this snippet made it sound as though Rush was only a misogynist and not a racist as well.
Then another program I flipped to had a woman speaking about, well it sounded like, keeping safe because of, I don't know but something specific. But noooooo. Super christian woman who wouldn't have a private conversation with a man, wouldn't drive in a car with a man that wasn't her husband or a family member. No "meetings" in a closed room without a third person. She bcc'ed emails to her husband to make sure she hadn't crossed a line. On and on it went. Really all I thought was, are you that afraid of your desires? Are you so unable to differentiate between thinking and doing something? Do you trust yourself so little and your correspondent that you potentially cross a line of confidentiality? It was spooky! Frightening, even.
What I learned is that I should never ever verve from my NPR stations.