Taking Ann Coulter to the Woodshed...
Despite the fact that I love Ann Coulter and would gladly bear her children, if such a thing were possible, there comes a time when even such a vision of lovliness, smarts and cuteness becomes a pompous ass. Last night was oneof those times.

Calling Alan Colmes a liar crossed a line. I don't like Alan, and hardly ever agree with anything he has to say, but as far as I can tell, he's not free and loose with the truth, even his own version of it. Give credit where it's due, at least he is consistent in his ideological idocy and seems totally sincere when spewing democratic talking points.

Be that as it may, while I know Ann was attempting to be facetious on Hannity and Colmes last night, she did cross a line. Smiling and batting the baby blues could not save the situation. Ann, darling, I'd still crawl across broken glass to be bathed in your glow, but please, be a little more circumspect when throwing epithets. After all, it's what you take Maureen Dowd to task for every day.