I’m reluctant to give this woman even an ounce of attention, but Ann
Coulter’s latest book title really does strike me as the completion of
a rather brilliant three-volume performance cycle exploring psychological projection, a deconstruction of poltical punditry brilliantly conceived to examine the limits of self-loathing.

The irony of Coulter authoring a volume called Slander was amazing enough as it was, although it seemed a bit obvious, the work of an artist still learning her craft.  Then Treason, coming from a supporter of an administration which leaked Valerie Plame’s identity, doing grave damage to our intelligence on WMD proliferation in the Middle East, seemed like a promising step forward.

But now comes Godless, written by a woman who not only does not attend the church she claims to,
but whose entire income depends on publicly breaking at least three of
the Ten Commandments