Rush to Rehab

Rush Limbaugh fessed up today.... sort of. In a remarkable on-air confession, he admitted his addiction problem.

It wasn't all that remarkable that he confessed - he HAD to. There's $25 million per year at stake, and it was just a matter of time before all the dirty laundry went on display. What was remarkable was his humility. Read it for yourself.

That's the good news: another addict is going to take steps to learn to live with his problem.

Here's the other shoe dropping:
He referred to the abused substances as "prescription pain-killers". That term is right out of the spin-zone. You'd think that it took a tax-and-spend, anti-family, liberal, Democrat to create a fiction like that. Rush Limbaugh is addicted to Oxycontin. Technically, it could be a "prescription pain-killer". However, the carefully-selected term implies that somehow a licensed physican and an ethical pharmacist were involved in legally helping him with pain relief.

Nope.

Rush's mule was his housekeeper; using clandestine drug trafficking, she helped him feed his habit with out-of-the-way drop-offs and all-cash transactions

His black market drug of choice is known on the street as Hillbilly Herion; a dose or two per day was for his physical pain; the other 40-100 daily doses (I'm not making that up) were for the addiction and whatever psychic pain he was feeling. Yes, "feeling". I know that hard-righters denounce feelings as weak, evil, and irrational. Let's face it: no one takes Rush's risks without conflicted feelings.

Then there's that little matter of getting caught with 4700 (!!) doses of "prescription pain-killers" in a cigar box... and no prescription.

There's a word for how he's handling this situation: denial.

I wish him well with his new-found candor and humility, although a clean, humble, honest Rush Limbaugh might not be worth $25 million per year.

I wish him a "fair and balanced" legal process; may he be treated just like any other big-time junkie - white or black, rich or poor.

I wish him well with his attempt at recovery. It's a long, tough road ahead. Fare thee well, Mr. Bluster. Check in with us when you've left the land of denial.