Ann Coulter: Right Wing Kooch Dancer
31/12/05 08:36
Her
ignorance is almost as stunning as her...
ignorance. I would say "viciousness," but she
hasn't the gravitas for that. Ann Coulter is a
carnival kooch dancer for the Republican right. The
mainstage shows hold Peggy Noonan, Condoleeza Rice,
and even the recently cancer-humbled Laura
Ingraham. But then the white Republican men pay a
few extra bucks on the sly, the sleazy barker parts
a curtain, and their on the stage lays Ann... her
legs straight up in the air, spread wide, showing
all... all the hate, all the lust for dark men's
blood, all the impotent rage of race-hating white
men that they can no longer quite so freely, quite
so openly rape the world for their fun and profit.
Now, as George Bush discovers, there actually might
be some reckoning.
Today, she attacked Kwanzaa--a subject not worth much thought, much less some silly white woman's vitriolic ink--on the basis that black folks love Jesus just like white people like her taught us to so we could better suffer their tender ministrations, deprivations, humiliations. She, of the party who tittered while black men and women sat stranded, some dying in New Orleans because the government just saw some poor niggers down there, and everyone knows that they don't count. She who said of Muslims, "We should invate their countries, kill their leaders, and convert them to Christianity." To Ann, you see, Christianity will work just as well for the sand niggers as it does for the real ones. It will let them pray noisily for next-world deliverance as their lands and propserity are savaged for oil.
If Kwanzaa can piss Ann off enough to allow her to print a ditty so racist that she will, in a few minutes, be forced to explain ad nausem that her meaning was "miscontstrued..." in other words, if it pisses her off enough to force her to show her true contempt for black people, to show the depth of the hatred that sits in the deep dark hole between her political legs that her white supporters throw quarters to gape at, well then, maybe there's something to Kwanzaa after all. Or maybe black folks having something that white people did not hand them, regardless of its quality, is what so enrages her and her ilk.
Today, she attacked Kwanzaa--a subject not worth much thought, much less some silly white woman's vitriolic ink--on the basis that black folks love Jesus just like white people like her taught us to so we could better suffer their tender ministrations, deprivations, humiliations. She, of the party who tittered while black men and women sat stranded, some dying in New Orleans because the government just saw some poor niggers down there, and everyone knows that they don't count. She who said of Muslims, "We should invate their countries, kill their leaders, and convert them to Christianity." To Ann, you see, Christianity will work just as well for the sand niggers as it does for the real ones. It will let them pray noisily for next-world deliverance as their lands and propserity are savaged for oil.
If Kwanzaa can piss Ann off enough to allow her to print a ditty so racist that she will, in a few minutes, be forced to explain ad nausem that her meaning was "miscontstrued..." in other words, if it pisses her off enough to force her to show her true contempt for black people, to show the depth of the hatred that sits in the deep dark hole between her political legs that her white supporters throw quarters to gape at, well then, maybe there's something to Kwanzaa after all. Or maybe black folks having something that white people did not hand them, regardless of its quality, is what so enrages her and her ilk.