Liberals have yet to figure out that much of the joy of reading Ann is imagining the reactions of pencil-necked-geek metrosexuals and furry-legged feminists to her absolutely devastating sarcasm and ridicule.
The victims of her scathing rhetoric must need surgery to relieve the symptoms of having their panties permanently in a knot.
I cheer and laugh myself silly when Ann really gets on a roll, and she almost outdid herself in this article. It will go down as a classic in her archives.
Ms. Coulter is best when she's firing well-aimed shots like this one instead of flinging bombs.