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Ann Coulter is an entertainer. She is the Joy Behar of the extreme right, though not as funny or, as her new book, "Demonic: How the Liberal Mob is Endangering America" demonstrates, not as relevant, either. At nearly pages, "Demonic" is a tedious read.

The story you are trying to access may cause offense, may be in poor taste, or may contain subject matter of a graphic nature. This story was written as a satire or parody. It is entirely fictitious. The panel of six well known conservative pundits were talking about Obama's embassy staff's cowardly apologies to the A-rab terrorists and did not notice Coulter's "knobs", at all.

She doesn't espouse conservative views. She attacks liberalism using no facts and that's all. This article has a few statements that maintain Coulter takes criticism from conservatives, but there are no quotes or cites to back this up.

Everyone likes talking about Ann Coulter - a habit the mainstream media has unfortunately passed on to us to for the best part of a decade. The shrill blonde can be seen regularly on Fox Newsenraging liberals and mouthing off on a variety of pet peeves with her conservative co-hosts. Coulter's fulminations deserve no serious attention, as nothing she says is even vaguely serious.

Log in or Sign up. Moderators: 8 Moderators. Saw her on TV tonight and she looked a bit enhanced from what I had recalled. Not that I really care about her one way or the other.

Liberalism is a sexual assault protection racket. Judging by the last week's news coverage, EVERYONE in the liberal universe -- Hollywood, the fashion industry, the media and Democratic politics -- knew about Harvey Weinstein's sexual predations and nearly all of them were covering it up. Liberals circle the wagons to protect fellow liberals.

She's a star, I said, and she's outrageous -- she wore a dress stitched from slabs of raw beef to the MTV Video Music Awards and sunglasses studded with lit cigarettes in the music video for "Telephone. But it takes more than songs about rainbows and avant-garde fashion sense to call yourself a gay icon. My own childhood obsession with Whitney Houston wasn't just rooted in the pathos of "One Moment in Time," which hinted at possibilities beyond the banality of life in a small town; I wanted to be Whitney -- until it became abundantly clear I couldn't sing at all. I settled for being a writer instead.