Ann Coulter: Justice Stevens Should Be Poisoned

I like Ann. I like her fiery, angry, crazy-ass schtick. But really, when will she learn that joking about planes crashing into the New York Times Building or poisong judges just aren't funny?

Coulter had told the Philander Smith College audience Thursday that more conservative justices were needed on the Supreme Court to change the current law on abortion. Stevens is one of the court's most liberal members.

"We need somebody to put rat poisoning in Justice Stevens' creme brulee," Coulter said. "That's just a joke, for you in the media."

I've said this before, but here goes again: The more offensive a joke is, the funnier it needs to be to justify it. It's a simple rule. Her "joke" isn't funny, and the offensiveness of it -- and quite frankly, the dangerousness of it; there are unhinged people out there who adore her, after all -- so greatly exceeds its "humor" content as to be, well, f'n' stupid.

I had my own lesson in this when I wrote, as a joke of course, that people who were crippled no longer wanted to be called crippled, but instead wanted to be called by a more sensitive term, "People with retarded spines and legs." I caught hell for that (and that was actually funny in a sick way!) and had to change it to a joke about blind people ("People with retarded eyeballs"). Not sure why the latter was more acceptable than the former, but apparently it was.

Maybe because people with retarded eyeballs can't read. Or something. Who knows. Maybe their dogs read for them.

I understand Ann's desire to tweak and outrage liberals, but doesn't she have any sort of internal censor at all? Or does she just need the publicity that badly?

Those on the right constantly criticize the left for its suggestions of violence against political figures they despise -- sometimes in a "joking" manner. Does she not understand that it compromises our efforts to shame them away from such dangerous "joking" when one of our most prominent spokeswomen engages in the same sort of "jokes"?

I love her, but damn, it's like being in love with someone with Tourette's. You say, "I love you, Ann," she says, "I love you too dirty-ass cocksucker shitface twat! Stinky puma farts!"

Thanks to Allah.

posted by Ace at 01:02 PM

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