MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE by Michael Wolraich Order today at Barnes & Noble / Amazon / Books-A-Million / Bookshop |
Don't know when I've been so blue
Don't know what's come over you
You've found someone new
And don't it make my brown eyes blue
I'll be fine when you're gone
I'll just cry all night long
Say it isn't true
And don't it make my brown eyes blue
Rush has always been a hopeless romantic.
If you do not believe me, just ask his three ex-wives
Rush has always been a hopeless romantic, like I said and he treasures the Yin to his Yang, the soft to his hard, the smile to his scowl, the silk to his gaberdine, the melody to his heavy metal, the charity to his individuality; in short, the lean to his lard.
Limbaugh would play the 1966 song “Born a Woman”: “A woman’s place in this old world/Is under some man’s thumb/And if you’re born a woman/You’re born to be hurt” and then yell, “She said hurt, not heard."
And what's more rusho has always seen the woman as the feline to his canine.
Once remarking, WHY CANNOT WOMEN BE MORE LIKE CATS?, he noted:
My cat comes to me when she wants to be fed. I have learned this. I accept it for what it is. Many people in my position would think my cat’s coming to me because she loves me. Well, she likes me, and she is attached, but she comes to me when she wants to be fed. And after I feed her — guess what — she’s off to wherever she wants to be in the house, until the next time she gets hungry. She’s smart enough to know she can’t feed herself. She’s actually a very smart cat. She gets loved. She gets adoration. She gets petted. She gets fed. And she doesn’t have to do anything for it, which is why I say this cat’s taught me more about women, than anything my whole life. But we put voices in their mouths
Well after having three cats claw away at his magnificent fortune, rusho found his true love at last
Kathryn Elizabeth Rogers, born on December 19, 1976 in Massachusetts, was 33 years old when she and Rush Limbaugh were married on June 5, 2010 in Florida. While some media reported Rush and Kathryn were married in a Hawaiian-themed wedding at Rush's Florida beachfront mansion, the PalmBeachPost.com reported they were wed at the Breakers Hotel. According to the Limbaugh/Rogers marriage record, the officiant at their wedding ceremony was Dr. Kenneth L. Hutcherson, Founder and Senior Pastor of Antioch Bible Church in Redmond, Washington.
Elton John, reportedly paid $1 million, performed at their wedding reception held at the Breakers Hotel. Guests at their reception included Karl Rove, Sean Hannity, James Carville, Mary Matalin, Rudy Giuliani, Fred Thompson, Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas, and Tom Watson.
It was like the ultimate Romeo and Juliet narrative.
A wonderful, rich and vibrant sexagenerian and a young woman in her early thirties looking for an eternity frequenting the richest malls and most applauded bistros with the grandest elites from the most exclusive gated communities Florida can provide.
Well, it appears there is trouble in Paradise:
Rush’s big mouth has caused a rift in his fourth marriage, and sources say he’s now running for cover from 35-year-old Kathryn, a Florida event planner...
But that didn’t stem the tide of criticism, and his beautiful wife of less than two years was swept up in the controversy, having to endure rebukes from some of her closest friends.
Kathryn is fit to be tied,” said a pal. “She feels as if she’s being tarred and feathered with the same brush that people are using on her husband. She really let him have it.
“She said she’s become a social pariah because of his hot-headed, heedless comments and warned him in no uncertain terms that he’d better keep his trap shut and stop using words like ‘slut’ for any woman!”
Rush is said to be much more worried about alienating his wife, who says that they rarely fight over politics even though she has her “own opinions.”
“Rush couldn’t face life without her,” the insider divulged.
Poor Rush!
Tell me no secrets, tell me some lies
Give me no reasons, give me alibis
Tell me you love me and don't let me cry
Say anything but don't say goodbye
I didn't mean to treat you bad
Didn't know just what I had
But honey now I do
And don't it make my brown eyes
Don't it make my brown eyes
dont-it-make-my-brown-eyes-blue!
Well Rush is mending his ways; that's for sure.
I mean he would never lower himself to the point where he became part of the New Castrati.
But Limbaugh's tone has changed a bit since his radio empire appeared to be tumbling down into the abyss of ignominy.
During this time of heightened attention, Limbaugh still felt comfortable attacking three different women with language that demeans them specifically for being female.
He then asked, "What is it with all of these young, single white women? Overeducated doesn't mean intelligent."
So instead of spending all his time attacking one professional woman, he has spread out his contempt so as not to give his listeners the wrong idea.
Time to take out the prenuptual and start looking for loopholes Rush!
Comments
But Limbaugh's tone has changed a bit since his radio empire appeared to be tumbling down into the abyss of ignominy.
With all the red ink....... maybe it makes his brown eye red
by Anonymous (not verified) on Mon, 03/19/2012 - 1:48pm
It seems like we could do a short or a cartoon or anime or something.
Here is rush on the radio talking about his thousands of potential advertisers and losing a few french fries on the ground and he takes his tray of excrement into his car and then he ends up at home with Johnny Walker Blue; playing Sinatra? or Manilow? watching porn and kicking his cat. hahahahahaha
We could get a million hits. hahahahah
by Richard Day on Mon, 03/19/2012 - 3:19pm
by trkingmomoe on Tue, 03/20/2012 - 11:33pm
Oh Momoe.
I was sitting without my remote and some sitcom character said: Don't it make my brown eyes blue.
hahahahah
All the while I was writing a thing about misogyny. And it hit me! hahahahaha
Here was this prick, according to the Enquirer, who was about to lose his beloved. ahhhahahahahah
Oh Momoe, why is it that I am elated that a foe, a pig, a rotten pornographer has lost his fourth wife.
hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Oh, I have sinned.
hahahahahahahah
by Richard Day on Tue, 03/20/2012 - 11:52pm