I posted something to my Facebook feed the other day about Rush Limbaugh losing yet another radio station from his shrinking audience.
The post prompted an interesting exchange among several individuals with whom I’m “friends,” actual friends — and it included one of my sons.
One of the individuals encouraged another respondent to actually listen to Limbaugh’s radio show before making a judgment about his message.
It reminded me a bit of a similar exchange I had in the pre-Internet days with a man I admired greatly.
The late Maury Meyers, who once served as mayor of Beaumont and who once ran unsuccessfully for Congress against the Irascible Man, the late Rep. Jack Brooks. Meyers was a Republican, Brooks a Democrat.
Meyers was a fine individual, a progressive, pro-business mayor.
He also was a fan of Rush Limbaugh.
I wrote a column about Limbaugh’s short-lived TV show in which he’d rant for 30 minutes, sign off, then come back the day and rant some more. I couldn’t take it and I said so in my column, which ended with this: “Rush Limbaugh is to TV political commentary what Willard Scott is to TV weather predicting, with one difference: Scott makes me laugh; Limbaugh makes me sick.”
Meyers called me and invited me to listen more intently to Limbaugh. Tune in to his radio show, Maury implored me. Listen to him over a period of time and tell me if you still feel the same way, he said.
I took him up on it.
Limbaugh was worse than I thought. I wrote a follow-up column, stating that Limbaugh’s radio show was the worst piece of broadcasting I’d ever heard. OK, I’ve heard worse since then, but at that time, Limbaugh was the gold standard for right-wing trash-talk.
The term “Dittohead” was meant to be worn as a badge of honor by the man’s radio listeners who proclaim themselves to be among them. It’s an interesting term, when you think about it. To me, it more or less connotes an inability or unwillingness to think for one’s self.
That, I reckon, is Limbaugh’s audience.
And it appears to be dwindling.