There’s nothing in particular to be gained from joining the general pile-on against Ann Coulter, but maybe I can deploy the occasion to offer what I think is a new proposition: Ann Coulter really is in a class by herself.
No, wait. I mean—well, Michelle Malkin may be a venomous little dweeb, but “Intern the Japanese” actually is a a coherent proposition, however contemptible. And that’s the trouble with most of what Malkin writes: not that it is unintelligible, but that it’s too intelligible, stuff whose very intelligibility leaves the world a more shabby place. So also with Rush Limbaugh: he’s big and fat, alright, but he’s really not an idiot—he’s smart enough and if you like schoolyard bullying (and who among us does not?) then once in a while you’re going to find him funny—at least as funny as this guy, who came in 95th in the polling for funniest standups—perhaps as funny as this guy, who ran 21st.
The thing about Coulter is that she isn’t as substantive as Malkin, and isn’t as funny as Limbaugh. She’s the null set, the vacuum, the black hole in the center of the political universe. When you hear all those young conservatives whistling and stomping, they’re not endorsing what she stands for because she doesn’t stand for anything at all. Putting “John Edwards” and “faggot” and “rehab” isn’t a statement; it is a piece of dada poetry made out of right-wing refrigerator magnets.
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The problem is not Ann Coulter. In my opinion she's nothing more than the political equivalent of a tossed cowpie. The problem is the likes of Mitt Romney, who stands up and praises her.
I've commented on this on my own turf.
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