Rush Limbaugh: Robin Williams Committed Suicide Because Liberals Are Weak

Rush Limbaugh is a drug addict whose dick doesn’t work, so when it comes to finding a pillar of moral virility and strength in this time of limp-wristed liberals hanging themselves from “depression” – Quotation markets dedicated to Matt Walsh, pedantic felcher. – look no further than radio’s own masculine Boss Hog and resident psychiatrist. Mediaite reports:

Limbaugh began by discussing the left’s “worldview” as one of “pessimism and darkness” before turning more specifically to the news about Williams’ suicide.

“He had it all, but he had nothing,” Limbaugh opined. “He made everyone else laugh, but was miserable inside.”
“It fits a certain picture, or a certain image that the left has,” he continued. “Low expectations and general unhappiness and so forth.”

I could get into the fact that what Rush calls “pessimism” is a realistic view of America where minorities and non-upper class whites are fucked in the ass left and right coupled with a desire to change that instead of telling people to pull themselves up by bootstraps they can’t even afford anymore because a living wage is socialism or some bullshit boogeyman to keep the rich richer. I’m not even going to get into that. What am I going to do is address all the conservatives out there battling depression because it’s an illness that doesn’t care about race, religion, gender, sexual orientation, or more specifically, party line. Rush Limbaugh just called you a pussy. And he called you a pussy for something as innocuous as your brain not producing the right amount of chemicals. Or perhaps it was even impacted from fighting in a war, but none of that matters because Rush Limbaugh who’s never seen combat or had the balls to speak open and honestly about his own addiction except to shoo away an arrest says you’re a goddamn whiner. Well, I’m here to reach across the aisle and say fuck him. A pompous shitbag who claims to be a Christian just judged your ass for being “weak” when everyday you fight back a dark cloud and slog your way through a world this pampered walrus would curl up and die in after five seconds. That’s real strength. And if that dark cloud is getting too big, don’t let dying fossils make you second guess your masculinity, get professional help. (Let me be more blunt: Not a pastor.) A real man finds the humility to recognize when something’s wrong, fixes what’s broken, and carries on. I may disagree with you politically, but I disagree even more with a bastard and his dying breed of machismo that makes you second guess your right to this world by calling you weak when you are anything but. Fuck him. Fight on.

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