When I was little, my grandparents used the word, "stock" an awful lot as in, "I don't put much stock in people that steal." I've become somewhat of a broker myself lately, as I find myself adding or subtracting stock in all kinds of subjects and people. One of the things I don't put much stock in is incivility. Something I do put a lot of stock in? Meeting people and gauging their character in person, which is why I am so utterly flabbergasted by the remarks of the Washington Post's Jennifer Rubin, who today referred to David Limbaugh and James Taranto as "Neandertahl Jerks," [her spelling].
The exchange happened on Twitter, for all the world to see, and I gather it centered on Senator Santorum in some fashion. I'll get to that in a moment, but first let me tell you a story that I haven't told on Ricochet. A little over a year ago, I had the pleasure of meeting David Limbaugh and spending some time getting to know him. My freight schedule took me right through Cape Girardeau, Missouri, and I had a few hours to spare.
As luck would have it, it was David's birthday. Nevertheless, he took time away from his family and drove out to a local truck stop (I'm limited in where I can bring a semi, so visitors typically have to come to me instead) to meet me. I found him to be a consummate gentleman. We sat there in the Huddle House, and he wanted to hear all about my story. And when the topic turned to politics, he was every bit as passionate and resolute as his brother is each day on the radio. Not belligerent, mind you, but truly engaging. And when he got wound up on the topic of Nancy Pelosi and her merry band of demolitionists in Congress, you could have heard a pin drop in Huddle House. I don't know if he was aware that we had a bit of an audience, so focused was he on the topic. And when the conversation turned to matters or morality, David Limbaugh was equally passionate and profoundly concerned with the direction in which the country is heading.
From the time we first shook hands to the time he humored me by climbing up in my truck to have a look-see at my house on wheels, my impression of him was consistent. Which is to say that I found him to be a conservative unafraid, possessing strong convictions, formidable in his ability to articulate core conservative beliefs, genuinely concerned about the country he loves, and as engaging and truly friendly a gentleman as I've ever met.
Oh yes,..and as regards Rick Santorum? Quoth Jennifer Rubin, "….His social views r unacceptable." One can almost hear Yul Brynner saying, "So let it be written. So let it be done."
Quoth me: I take up for my friends, and I don't put much stock in people that trash them. Jennifer Rubin's unfortunate characterizations say more about her than about the objects of her scorn.