Big man, tough man, Mr. excess Viagra-man. The only thing you can get up is your piss-poor view of the world in general and human beings specifically. Now I know why you do Talk Radio, you can't do anything else but demean other people. You are a hateful, rude, disgusting human being.
Have you ever been in pain, Rush? Real pain. You know the pain of thinking your whole life really isn't worth the physical, emotional and spiritual pain of getting out of bed every fucking morning because the son you dearly love has been taken from you in a divorce.
Or your loved -one just died from a horrific illness and living alone without them is an unbearable bottomless pit of sorrow...
Your job just ended and your wife hasn't found a job in two years. You're losing your house, your 2nd car was repossessed...bill collectors keep calling because, according to YOU, these people are weak and a burden on Amurika...
Maybe they are unlucky enough not only go through repossession, but they get "Peggy" who threatens to kill them if they don't pay up...(I've taken calls from foreign collectors seeking people who work under me and I've heard the threats.)
So you are sitting there in your new apartment for the past month (lost the house and furnishings in the divorce) watching TV without a wife or 3 year old son. You get to see him 4 days a month. You can't tuck him into bed, take him to school, comfort him when he is ill...Fuck. 34 years ago and it is still difficult to relate this. No one knows about it until now...
Some local Christian on TV is saying I am loved by JESUS as he promotes his upcoming Sunday show! The tears come in a torrent..."No one loves me" you yell. then the body shakes come. You take hold of the .357 magnum put it under your chin. Again, you say to no one because you are all alone: "No one loves me!!" You are shaking so horribly, sobbing uncontrollably...Then, suddenly you feel a touch on the top of your head (you are all alone) and the most calming, amazing, flood of love and warmth cascades from your head to your toes and you hear in you mind: " I LOVE YOU." and you can't pull the trigger.
I've been there you narrow minded piece of SHIT. I still can't decide if it was "Him" or my mother who spoke to me that day. The words helped.
Suicide is NOT a cowards way out nor is it the Easy way out. It is the only way out, or so we thought at the time...
In those 34 years I have had the opportunity to prevent three suicides and I received personal thanks one night from one and a letter of thanks from another. Kiss my ass Rush.
Suicide isn't an "easy" way out Rush baby, the VICTIM sees it as the ONLY solution to the problem. Their ability to see their situation rationally and objectively is blocked by the pain, the ever present pain that does not go away with sleep...
As much as I despise you, you low-feeding piece of shit (Now I'll be sued for defamation by a dung pile), I would never wish this kind of pain on you or anyone.
You can still kiss my ass.
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