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The shrieking death harpie of the far-right, aka Ann Coulter, broke her jaw recently. It is now wired shut, and she can’t talk.
Saints be praised! How I’ve prayed for this day.
I declare an international holiday. Her crazy views and obnoxious man-voice will trouble us no more. Or at least for the length of her recovery. The effects of a mute Coulter have been immediate. I woke up this morning, and already the world seemed less shrill. So go outside, have a political discussion, and marvel at the lack of invective, ad hominem attacks, and thinly-veiled racism.
We should do this every year. Not break her jaw, but contrive some reason why Coulter can’t speak for six weeks. Everyone needs a vacation from this:
November 25th, 2008 by graeme |
libations to the gods!
It’s almost enough to make this devout atheist believe in a god!
I wouldn’t be so quick to celebrate. Repulsive her world view may be, but just because her jaws are wired shut doesn’t mean she can’t continue to write — and the pen is mightier than the voicebox.