Happy Tuesday peeps.
I was so mad about Ann Coulter's remark referring to Senator John Edwards as a "faggot" that I couldn't even write about it for a couple days.
For the record, John Edwards is about as fine a Democrat and liberal as this earth has ever seen. Not only is he married, but he's probably the closest thing to a religious guy our party has, if you maybe look past his support for abortion, gay marriage, and junk like that. In fact, just yesterday he mentioned how much Jesus, if he were alive today, would hate America's selfishness, thus proving he's in communication with the same "higher powers" as the Republicans.
Coulter's profiling this guy just because of his attractive appearance and genteel mannerisms is even below her, which is really saying something. Oh sure, he's got maybe the most beautiful hair ever, and his face is beyond handsome and possibly even, dare I say, pretty. Fashion is no stranger to this diminutive yet coy political dynamo, and his seductive charisma is beguiling, yet forceful.
I had the pleasure of meeting Senator Edwards at a fund raiser a couple years ago, and outside of him fondling my butt in an innocent display of good-natured friendliness, I never saw the slightest hint of "fagginess" or anything of the sort. Ann, you're way out of line this time, and I'm not going to sit by while you smear one of the finest and prettiest Senators this country has ever known. Go pick on somebody your own size.
Scooter peace out.
