For those of you who thought Ann believed she was a conservative elite, you all know she’s a dedicated “dead-head” fan of the Grateful Dead. A site called JamBands.com recently scored an interview with Ann about her dead-head status.
From the article:
“Deadheads Are What Liberals Claim to Be But Aren’t”:
An Interview with Ann Coulter Taylor Hill
When I called the Clare Booth Luce Policy Institute, whose chairwoman gives speeches on topics with titles like “The Failures of Feminism”, and told the gatekeeper there that I wanted to do an interview with Ann Coulter solely about the Grateful Dead, there was a small pause. Then she recovered and politely told me to send her an e-mail, which she would forward to Ann. That, I expected, would be the end of it.
When I got home that night, and saw an e-mail in my box from Ann Coulter, I thought “how polite of her to send a rejection letter rather than simply ignoring my proposal.” Instead, I found that she had somehow written “I’d love to! Good website!” While she was delayed by a round of speeches to make up due to strep throat, and other events life throws out, we kept shooting e-mails back and forth and I discovered a secret that I will reveal despite the damage to her reputation that it may cause: Ann is really cool and really funny. The few friends I talked with about this said “What? You of all people are getting along with Ann Coulter?!” It was easy and simple to do: we never talked policy. It was a joy talking with her, even if we don’t agree on everything (most politics, and “Alabama Getaway” sucks).
As usual, the sage Ben Stein writes a no-nonsense column about the realities of this world in The Spectator just recently. Ben Stein has been outspoken in the past about how Hollywood elites are out of touch, and he is always spot-on. This article is no different. Here’s Mr. Stein to bring us all a piece of reality:
How Was Your Weekend?
By Ben Stein
The American Spectator
All of this happened over the Fourth of July weekend.
On Sunday, I read an article about a housing development in Beverly Hills called Beverly Park. Houses are 18,000, 25,000, 30,000 square feet. Every house has to have a screening room. Neighbors fight with neighbors about sculptures and the color paint they use. No one sounds terribly happy. As far as I can tell, almost everyone in the development is Jewish. What am I to make of this? Sixty years after Hitler came close to wiping out the Jews of Europe, a hundred years after Jews arrived here in rags, they are living in houses of 25,000 square feet — and complaining about their neighbors. We Jews are amazingly strange people.
Pulitzer-prize winning critic, Henry Allen, has written a nice “essay” in the Washington Post about Ken Lay’s death. It’s hard to describe the callousness with this Allen writes his piece, and yes, libs will probably pillory me for speaking “kindly” of Ken Lay. Far from it. I’m not speaking kindly of his crimes; I’m merely showcasing those who would celebrate and sometimes lament (because they didn’t suffer enough) the deaths of some as if they were serial killers or child molesters.
I’ll let the article speak for itself:
Ken Lay’s Last Evasion
To Some, CEO Is Cheating Them One More Time
By Henry Allen
Washington Post Staff Writer
Thursday, July 6, 2006; C01
Ah, Kenneth Lay of Enron: America hardly knew you before your trial, but learned after your big-hammer jury conviction that you had left countless suckers broke, employees cheated and stockholders betrayed.
There were also the electricity customers swindled, along the lines of Mr. and Mrs. Front Porch USA, who wanted to leave a night light on without sending Enron their whole Social Security checks for the privilege.
I have to apologize folks, for the first part of this clip being without an intro. I just happened to be surfing through channels and caught this on C-SPAN this afternoon. I turned on my video recorder as soon as I can, but it doesn’t take much evidence to illustrate the lunacy of the peace-at-any-price freaks – most notably “Code Pink.”
I don’t know where it was or what the event was, but Sen. Luger was leaving a building to give a press conference when he was attacked by a Code Pink moonbat. He tried to be kind, and in my judgment was very civil, but when it came time for his press Q&A, the moonbats continued to display their ‘beam me up Scotty’ signs behind him. Two of them were holding up a sheet-sized sign saying something, but that was before the guards inside came out and told them to take it down.
I’m serious, folks… do these people REALLY think they will EVER be taken seriously? These idiots actually think they’re making a difference. I’m going even going to transcribe this because this woman’s words don’t come through my fingers to my keys very kindly. As Shepherd Smith often says: “We report… YOU decide.”
Well, that’s according to Neal Gabler from Fox News Watch on Saturday. Why can’t anybody let a man die in peace? Why would anybody want another’s obituary to reflect anything but reverence and respect in light of the person’s death? Oh, no, that’s too good for the liberal idiots out there who have not only been reveling in Ken Lay’s death.
Eric Burns talks about recent headlines:
The New York Post: â€œCheck Heâ€™s In It;â€ The Daily News: â€œEnron Boss Dodges Jail by Dying;â€ The Washington Post: â€œKen Layâ€™s Last Evasion.â€
Cal talks about the Pressâ€™ hate/love relationship with capitalism and rich people, and then Eric asks the question:
Eric: In an obituary should the tone be a little bit more modified about a man who is portrayed as villainous otherwise?
Neal: Well, Jim and I… we had this discussion a long time about about Annenberg, and I say no. I donâ€™t think so. I think that the man ought to be judged.
Isn’t that nice? Neal’s being so compassionate! Yes, I know Ken Lay is guilty of fraud, but this man has died. Can Neal for once not allow someone some dignity? Oh, yeah… that’s right. The man who died was an evil rich white man.