Today, Rush Limbaugh had an apoplectic fit on the air when a caller had the nerve to suggest that the CEO's of auto companies showed poor judgment when they flew to Washington in their private jets to ask Congress for billions in taxpayer bailout money. Rush was screaming at the poor caller: "It's none of your business if these executives have private jets. That's what I hate about you liberals -- sticking your nose into other peoples' affairs." Rush made a fierce, impassioned defense of these executives and their private jets.
On the other hand, when a woman on welfare living with her family in a car told President Obama that her family would like to have their own kitchen and bathroom -- and a college kid working part-time at McDonald's for 4-1/2 years said he would like to receive more "benefits" -- these folks got nothing but derision and ridicule from Rush. How dare they ask for more? Limbaugh sounded exactly like Charles Dickens' 19th century Mr. Beadle talking to Oliver Twist.
Clearly, LImbaugh is a champion of the super-rich in our society, including himself. He believes in padding his own pocketbook at the expense of the rest of the country. His Dittohead listeners, most of whom are probably working stiffs, are being led down the garden path every day by Rush and the policies he advocates. His thoughts are only with the fat cats, and with lining his own bank account over the prostate bodies of his radio audience.
Every day, Rush misleads his listeners into believing they have a chance to live the American Dream while persuading them to support policies that stack the deck against them and make it wholly impossible for them ever to get out of the ditch. His leading the opposition to Obama's Stimulus Plan is a prime example. Of course, Rush wants it to fail. His main goal is to make certain that his taxes are not raised on the fortune he is earning by guiding the American people towards self-destruction.