Ann has been in the news lately while
hawking her new book. She's been running her mouth and stirring up the masses. As she is providing plenty of red meat for her base, it will be good for sales.
She has been getting hit pretty hard from the Left and a tad from the right. My first reaction was to pile on. But, the more I looked at the things the Slobber Goddess was saying, the more I realized that she is an expert and must be right.
Just look at some of her quotes:
"These self-obsessed women..."
"These broads are millionaires,
"Trying to convert their personal tragedy into a weapon to dictate national policy."
If you close your eyes and think about it, doesn't that sound like a description of Ann Coulter? It sure sounded like her to me. After all, is there anyone more self-obsessed? She's had several best selling books and must be worth a bundle. And, within days of the 9-11 disaster she used the tragedy of her friend as the basis for her column as a weapon to dictate national policy by suggesting "we should invade their countries, kill their leaders and convert them to Christianity!"
Next she said, "How do we know their husbands weren't planning to divorce these harpies?"
Let's face it, as a charter member of the Harpies of the World who would know better than Ann about another harpy. I figure: once you've been through the Puppy Blood Ritual, you'll always have a bond with other harpies. I think they are able to smell one another.
Ann also suggested that "their shelf life is dwindling; they'd better hurry up and appear in Playboy," This put it over the top for me.
She can't even get the support of butt-breath Rick Santorum! The best they can roll out for her is washed up Lady MacCheney and nobody David Horowitz, and even they can't support her with a straight face. She's Past-Pull-Date. It's time for a hasty Mark-Down Sale.
But, when I settle down with the Playboy "Has Been" Issue and open up her center-fold, I hope they air-brushed some meat on her skinny bones and wiped the slobber off her upper lip.
Ann has been wrong so many times, we just take it for granted. This time, like the blind squirrel bumping into a nut, she might be right.