"head rush" limbaugh

talent on loan from Purdue Pharma

When Rush says "half my brain tied behind my back", he's telling the truth. What with the Vicodin, hydrocodone (generic Vicodin) and Oxycontin (did he swallow, snort or shoot that?) he must have been flying like the International Space Station.

Speaking as a recovering addict (favorite phrase from my time in treatment: "I'm addicted to everything I like" - second favorite: "I'll try anything once, twice if it hurts"), and judging from the sheer quantities of the particular substances he was taking, this was not a short-term habit. He's been hooked for a long, long time. A decade or more, at least, and if he quit cold-turkey, he would think he was dying.

He probably wouldn't die. Withdrawal from alcohol is actually the only drug withdrawal that can result in death, though opiate withdrawal will truly make you think (or wish) that you will die. Rush needs a long-term inpatient program; probably a 90-day lockdown regimen, followed by a 9 to 12 month halfway house.

You think I'm kidding? You think I have no idea what I'm talking about. I can tell, even though I can't see you. Some of you probably know where I'm coming from; you've been there, or you have friends or loved ones who have.

I've been there. I tried the easy way out. More than once. There is NO EASY WAY OUT. And when you're eating opiates like Pez, as Rush apparently has been, there are only two ways out. The HARD WAY, or the DEAD WAY.

Rush was never in the military. Neither was I, but this is a perfect excuse to put R. Lee Ermey in his face screaming WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, MAGGOT? That's kind of what my last rehab was like. There was this one woman there who did her damned best to break my spirit - just like a fucking DI - and she did. I hated her fucking guts. It worked. She broke me down, and built me up. I came out stronger than I went in. Another guy resisted her attacks, ended up being my first roommate at the halfway house, and went right back out to his crackhead habits within a few weeks after rehab. What a dickhead. My next roommate at the halfway house wasn't a crackhead, he was just a hopeless drunk; he quit taking his Antabuse so he could get so drunk that he got taken away in an ambulance. Another dickhead. I stayed at the halfway house until I graduated; got a damn good job for about $80K and have been there for 3+ years.

Rush, get help. You don't have to stop being an arrogant right-wing dick, if that's your bag. I'm still who I am. But you don't have to be a pill-popping WEAK-ASS MAGGOT, YA PUSSY! GET A GRIP, SHIT FER BRAINS! YOU MAKE ALL THE REST OF THE RIGHT-WING ASSHOLES LOOK BAD!

Heh heh.