By Harry Welty
Published July 23, 2004
Limbaugh's Bastard Child
It's a boy! Rush Limbaugh has a son!
My better half and I went to the boy's christening up at Lakes 10 Theaters. I
was amused. My better half was not. She found the movie Fahrenheit 911
"despicable." I've been pondering her negative response to this act of
creation and the more I've thought about it, I've come around to her way of
Rush's son, an imitator really, is Michael Moore the director of Fahrenheit
911. If imitation really is the sincerest form of flattery then Mr. Moore
and Mr. Limbaugh have developed an almost filial relationship. Mr. Moore has
made a movie that he hopes will change the course of the 2004 election much as
his Father, Rush, helped change the course of the 1994 election. At least
Rush took most of the credit for the remarkable outcome of that election which
saw Newt Gingrich's Republicans take control of the House of Representatives for
the first time in fifty years. Like a contrary son, however, Michael Moore wants
just the opposite. He wants the Democrat Party to take over the White House.
I'm only the latest person to draw a connection between these two angry
polemicists. Rush Limbaugh doesn't like the comparison. On his broadcast for
June 28th Rush had this to say about himself: "Rush Limbaugh, talent on
loan from God. More than I'll ever be able to use, ladies and gentlemen. Wish I
could share some of it, but it just isn't possible. I mean if it were possible
to do, I would do it. I just don't know quite how, to divvy up my brain and
still use the half that I have. The other half tied behind my back just to make
Having established his brilliance Rush went on to diminish Michael Moore: "Folks,
do you realize this program reaches more people in a 15 minute period than saw
the Michael Moore movie over the weekend? That's one way of expressing it.
Almost by double the number."
While I had listened to a few minutes of Limbaugh's radio broadcasts over the
years and even bought one of his books (I think it was "See, I told you
so") I'd never seen a Michael Moore movie. I wanted to see Fahrenheit
911 for the same reason I bought Limbaugh's book. I wanted to judge it for
myself and see what Michael Moore's ditto heads were crowing about it.
While Moore's movie sped by too quickly for me to take note of all the dubious
information in it I subsequently found a website purporting to disclose his
movie's "deceits." I spent more time reading Dave Kopel's
"Fifty-nine Deceits" than I spent watching Moore's movie. I was
sufficiently impressed that I sent Mr. Kopel an email pointing out a couple of
typos. Kopel's rebuttal can be found easily enough on Google by typing in
"59 deceits" and "Fahrenheit."
Mr. Moore's movie wouldn't have raised any eyebrows if he'd just said what I'm
inclined to believe: that the Bush Administration took a big gamble with the
lives of American soldiers based on flawed intelligence, hurried planning,
inaccurate presumptions and while keeping a partisan eye out for the 2004
elections. That story wouldn't have made any money or changed the outcome of an
election. Such a movie would not have used outtakes, been very funny or wrung
tears out of its viewers eyes. No, to change the outcome of an election
you have to light a fire under ditto heads, your own ditto heads. You have to
get them out to vote. Michael Moore is Rush Limbaugh's bastard child. Like Rush,
Moore believes that the ends justify his means - that truth is just an
inconvenience. In fact, the truth is always easier to swallow when it's wrapped
up in a little fiction.
And Rush can't really complain since he has been such a jolly truth perverter
himself. He's still trying to convince his radio audience that President Clinton
murdered his old friend Vince Foster while making the murder look like a
After giving it more thought I've come to this conclusion about Fahrenheit 911.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
Welty is a small time politician who lets it all hang out at: www.snowbizz.com