Normally, I’m not all that interested in commenting on politics. I have opinions. Steven Harper’s muzzling of science and wholesale destruction of research and evidence is absolutely heinous. Donald Trump is a repugnant human being. And anyone who supported Brett Kavanaugh for the Supreme Court is an irredeemable moral degenerate. I’m not going to showboat it, but I’m not backing down from it. If that’s a problem for someone… it’s not my problem.
Vaccinations work. Manmade global climate change is a real thing. The people who deny it are either crazy or dishonest. That’s not politics, that’s common sense.
Which takes me to Rush Limbaugh. He’s recently announced Lung cancer.
Let me first say that I’ve lost several family members to Lung Cancer. And more to other kinds of cancer. I would not wish that on anyone, not even Limbaugh. It’s a horrible ugly slow way to die, and I wish him a recovery which is unlikely, or in lieu of that, I wish him a speedy painless death.
Unfortunately for him, it is likely that Rush Limbaugh will die. The survival rate is 5%, and Limbaugh is an older, appallingly obese man in extremely poor physical condition with a history of alcohol, drug addiction, dissolution and waste. That’s not really a good recipe for pulling through.