“This is a big, big, BIG mistake for Coulter.”
For sure. She needs to figure out which side of the fence she’s attached to...nobody likes the wishy-washy fence sitters much...they talk out of both sides of their mouths at simultaneously...they’ll kiss your butt and whisper sweet promises of no significance out of one side, while the other entertains a churlishly evil smile as they prepare to give you two more turns of the screw.
I lost my respect for her a while ago.
scratch the “at”...