I have no idea what Rush Limbaugh is thinking or saying today in the aftermath of the NBA Commissioner's lifetime ban of L.A. Clippers owner Donald Sterling. But I can only imagine that anyone capable of such disgusting demagoguery as "Barack The Magic Negro" is not likely to take today's news lying down.
In the film, "A Few Good Men," Jack Nicholson's character, Colonel Jessup states "You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall....." The defense team knew that Jessup's ego would not allow him to contain his righteous indignation, and that if the door could be opened just a crack, there would be a deluge of self-incriminating vitriol.
Sometimes life imitates art. There are two things that can happen that would give me great pleasure in witnessing. One, Limbaugh will take the bait and go on a racially-tinged rant of epic proportion in which what little restraint he may have exercised in the past will be elusive, and he will cross the proverbial "Rubicon," in a manner much more profound and even more consequential than in the Sandra Fluke affair; or two, Limbaugh will turn tail and pussyfoot the issue, much to the chagrin of the disaffected, low-information, white pride crowd. It's a no-win for Limbaugh either way, but like another flaming Nazi gas-bag, the Hindenburg, I would enjoy seeing Rush go down in flames.