El Rushbo, faced with mounting outrage from every man, woman, child, and cockapoo in America with an ounce of humanity, and also, majorly soiling his extra large tightie whities because of potential loss of advertising revenue, today offered this non-apologetic apology, while at the same time doubling or is it fourthling down on his stupid misconceptions (ha! I wrote "misconceptions") on contraception coverage:
"For over 20 years, I have illustrated the absurd with absurdity, three hours a day, five days a week. In this instance, I chose the wrong words in my analogy of the situation. I did not mean a personal attack on Ms. Fluke.
I think it is absolutely absurd that during these very serious political times, we are discussing personal sexual recreational activities before members of Congress. I personally do not agree that American citizens should pay for these social activities. What happened to personal responsibility and accountability? Where do we draw the line? If this is accepted as the norm, what will follow? Will we be debating if taxpayers should pay for new sneakers for all students that are interested in running to keep fit? In my monologue, I posited that it is not our business whatsoever to know what is going on in anyone's bedroom nor do I think it is a topic that should reach a Presidential level.
My choice of words was not the best, and in the attempt to be humorous, I created a national stir. I sincerely apologize to Ms. Fluke for the insulting word choices."
"I did not mean a personal attack on Ms. Fluke?"
So calling her a "slut" and "prostitute" was an impersonal attack that would have been an equally suitable expression of "absurdity" if, say, his mother had mistakenly served him a ham and cheese on raisin bread instead of on rye? I get it.
And we're supposed to believe his wish to see Ms. Fluke produce a sex video in exchange for insurance coverage for contraceptives was just a throw-away line for a good old fashioned chortle?
Sorry, gasbag. It won't work this time. You've exposed yourself to the country, and a lot of us are throwing up (a lot) in our mouths.