A few years back, we had a substitute priest at our church. She was typical
of the contemporary Episcopal pastorate: female, overweight, with a bee
in her bonnet. Her bee: "the hearing impaired community." When
we sang hymns, she used to come forward and sign the words for deaf members
of the congregation, never mind that we didn't have any deaf members in
our congregation.
There it is, liberalism in a nutshell: An arrogant display of irrelevant
virtue.
Rush
Limbaugh, the most famous and effective talker of our day, has gone deaf
in a matter of five months, apparently from a rare autoimmune disorder.
He had been making the best of it with ever-louder hearing aids, soldiering
on, until the deafness grew so profound he could no longer compensate
for it. At that point, he announced it to his audience, without rancor
or self-pity, and proclaimed his intention of carrying on with his national
radio show, which reaches an audience of 20 million.
Everyone knows Rush's voice. That voice is a schooled, stentorian, wide-ranging
instrument of unsurpassed flexibility and expression, part disc jockey,
part carney pitchman, part throwback to the glory days of 1940s radio.
There has been nothing like it since W.C. Fields, and no radio personality
so influential since Will Rogers.
Liberals hate that voice. They hate it because of its authoritative sound.
Liberals hate authority, unless they themselves are wielding it. Liberals
hate anyone, particularly a man, who sounds like he knows something, and
is sure of himself. Liberals love doubt. Liberals love fuzziness. Liberals
love process, as they call it.
We are daily inundated with the voices of liberalism: National Public
Radio's Noah Adams, with his edgeless therapy-speak on All Things Considered
(and his vocal disciple, Senator Tom Daschle - "Puff" Daschle,
as Rush calls him); Tom Hanks' Toy Story sneer, Ira Glass's snarky, knowing
smirk. Commercial voiceovers nowadays feature announcers who sound either
patently, self-mockingly phony, or snottily adolescent. It is the audio
embodiment of postmodernism, never really believing anything.
Along comes Rush nationwide in the past decade, reviving the triumphal
certainties of H.V. Kaltenborn, and he becomes the biggest thing on radio,
changes the cultural landscape, and in the process ridicules liberals
and liberalism - well, of course, this man is going to be hated.
I made a slow-motion, long-term conversion to conservatism over the past
decade. The first time I turned on Rush's show, I did so with a (for lack
of a better word) transgressive thrill - kind of like sneaking out behind
the barn with a stolen copy of Playboy. Because, you see, I "knew"
about Rush.
I "knew" all the things that my liberal cohort knew about him:
he was hateful, splenetic, rude, and hostile. Imagine my surprise when
I actually heard Rush and found him courteous, funny, witty, and intelligent.
In recent months, the Internet has been a-buzz with speculation: What's
wrong with Rush? He sounds different.
What was going on, of course, was that Rush couldn't hear himself. Few
people really know what their own voices sound like. Professional performers
like Rush do. Hearing themselves accurately, they alter their voices bit
by bit, making the most of what they have, much as athletes use videotape
to improve their performance. Now, as Rush could no longer hear, he could
no longer explore all the tonal reaches of his voice, especially the lower
tones. He would sometimes quack. And at times it was obvious he was no
longer as quick as he used to be, no longer sensitive to the sudden shifts
of conversation.
In the weeks since his announcement, Rush has gotten better - better
at using voice-activated print technology to "listen" to his
callers, and better at using his voice. With occasional absences for doctor
visits, Rush has shown up, gone to work, and done a good job. He occasionally
jokes about being deaf. He has been the very picture of a class act.
Rush has said he will consider getting a cochlear implant, an inner-ear
device that can restore hearing after a fashion. It's not real, nuanced
hearing, but it's hearing.
I remember talking to our substitute priest about cochlear implants.
She hated them with a passion. The deaf community, she insisted, was actually
superior to the hearing community. It amounted to a kind of "cultural
genocide" to encourage deaf people to make use of a technology that
would enable them to hear.
Which is just the kind of idiocy Rush has blistered on nationwide air
for more than a decade now. Rush will regain his full strength, one way
or another, in short order, without being a poster child for anybody,
and without being a victim of anything or anyone.
Lawrence Henry is a senior writer for Enter Stage Right and a confirmed
Dittohead.