1 Woman' s Vu by Nikki Stern

Ann Coulter managed to get in the news again. You can read about it here or elsewhere; I’m busy scratching because she gets under my skin. It’s not her politics. I want to hear what people with differing points of view are thinking; it’s the first step in finding common ground amongst reasonable people. That’s my litmus test, by the way: reasonable. By that standard (which admittedly doesn’t allow for entertainment value), Coulter flunks. True, her type of invective can be found all over the Internet but most of the stuff seems to be written by hormonally challenged young men. Coulter’s brand of bitchiness, for which she is well-compensated, also runs the gamut from juvenile to purile to cruel. She’s like Michael Richards or any number of low-rent late-night comics, but without the comic appeal. She’s called a conservative commentator, which should make real conservatives with concerns about the role of government or culture in our society hang their heads in shame. Yet they just keep on paying her to appear on morning shows, evening shows, book signings and conferences. I’ve been told her appeal is that she says what others are thinking. If people’s thoughts are running along the lines of personal attacks, ethnic slurs and the like, we’re pretty screwed in this country. But maybe I’m just being too PC. It could be her potty mouth, long hair and short skirts are nothing more than entertainment value. Which leads me to believe we’re still screwed.