I felt a tremor in the Earth. Rush Limbaugh joined the dark side.
Limbaugh is a spokesman for the Humane Society of the United States (HSUS). It was like finding out your brother is a cross dresser.
Why does it matter? It probably doesn’t to most people, but whether you like him or not you could always find out what the conservatives were thinking. He was the balancing act for the liberal’s Sen. Ted Kennedy.
Think about it, how would Dan Rather feel if Sen. Kennedy voted to eliminate the death tax or said a kind word about capitalism?
When I heard Rush’s commercial for HSUS I had a déjà vu of Ted Turner’s donation to the Audubon Society years ago. I remember thinking at the time that Ted, one of America’s richest men, wanted to change his image. He was widely known as a greedy, pompous, southern redneck clown.
This, the man who invented CNN! His irritating personality overrode his electronic contribution and I think it hurt his feelings. But he had the money to buy an image-lift.
He chose the politically correct cause of “environmentalism” and the buffalo became his symbol. Ted Turner is a smart man. To show his change of heart he made a substantial donation to the Audubon Society. They, the Society, who I’m guessing, previously wouldn’t have stained their shoes on his carpet, suddenly became his sycophantic supporter and proclaimed him an “environmentalist.”
It is possible that Rush is feeling lonely and has that same need to be “liked” as Ted. We all want people to like us. I just wish he’d looked into HSUS a little deeper, but he has a kitten named Pumpkin and it gives him comfort. He was vulnerable.
I just wish he’d asked his listeners before he fell for the pitch. He would have discovered that HSUS has an anti-livestock farming, anti-meat eating, anti-circus animal, anti-zoo, anti-hunting, anti-biomedical research, anti-pet breeding and, it would seem logical, eventually, an anti-pet owning policy as soon as it gains control.
One of the reasons there is such resentment in the anti-HSUS forces is because HSUS co-opted the name “humane society” from the real locally operated humane society animal shelters across the country with whom HSUS has no affiliation. Despite their advertising and fundraising propaganda, the HSUS spends only a pittance of their soiled graft helping those who actually do the hands-on care of unwanted or abused animals.
Does Rush know the HSUS is a lumbering giant? It is a bloated bag of money changers, a grotesque sugar daddy pouring money into lobbying, litigation and fundraising, while disingenuously holding up photos of cute sad-eyed kittens and puppies, as if the money you sent to HSUS would actually help them.
Note: If you want to donate to the real cause, give to your local animal shelter.
Rush, imagine your kitten, Pumpkin, is in a jail with other kittens and puppies and HSUS is the crocodile jailer. Say a conservative animal-loving talk show host comes in with a giant plate of turkey and dressing for the prisoners.
“I’ll make sure these cute little orphans get it,” says the crocodile, smiling his toothy smile.
“Thank you so much,” says Rush ... but Pumpkin knows better.
Baxter Black is a self-described cowboy poet, ex-veterinarian and sorry team roper. He can be contacted at 1-800-654-2550 or by e-mail at: