The State-worshipping warmonger known as Ann Coulter has struck again. Defending the White House from allegations that it’s policy of issuing ‘press passes’ is partisan, Coulter suggests that “that old Arab” Helen Thomas is allowed in. That wasn’t really a response to the charge, which, as I have noted, was of partisanship, IE. left vs. right. What does Thomas’s Lebanese descendancy have to do with … but never mind. All Coulter was trying to do was generate publicity for herself, to sell more garbage-er I mean books to glazed-eyed Fundies.
Coulter is to political commentary what Madonna is to music. Their real talents are in stirring up hypocritical outrage to sell … dare I call it music and literature?
Thomas’s credentials are infinitely superior to Coulter’s, of course, and the 84 year-old Thomas has Coulter beat in another way; physical attractiveness. What sort of a creature is Coulter anyway? I’ve studied her image, on TV and in pictures, and I’ve decided that she’s not human, or female in any sense that I know the terms. She makes Karen Carpenter look fat. If I saw Coulter standing nearby, I’d have to start looking for the mothership.
Rather than a human being, I think Coulter is a physical manifestation of the fear and hatred inspired by neoconservatism, worldwide. Perhaps if we ignore her, like a failed marketing slogan, she’ll go away. I will try to do so, from now on, but I can’t guarantee results.