Henry Rollins: A Love Letter To Ann Coulter

I am not going to mention Ann Coulter's visit to LA this week or the location. To be honest, I am at a loss for words with THAT woman. I mean does someone ever anger you so much that your nose just twitches and your head shakes side-to-side like a horse swatting a fly and shivers are sent through your whole body? Yup, that pretty much sums up Ann for me. I went to school in Vermont after all, MY professor was the first in the state to have a civil union. I volunteered at a Holocaust museum one summer and went on a trip to Israel through Birthright. I guess I ought to work towards being more "perfected."

But I will ask this question. What does her rhetoric do for our nation? What happens when free speech includes her most incendiary type of pop-hatred towards others using religious texts and interpretations as "fact?"

So thank you Henry Rollins! THANK YOU! My love letter to you is on its way. I agree with you in a way that makes my lips curl up and smile. Yes, how simple! We've known all along but certainly no one else can say it quite like you. "Shut the fuck up, Ann Coulter!" How simple. How divine.

For those going to see her - for better or worse - you're in for a circus-spectacular. I can't make it, my uhm cat, is getting her front toe-nails removed and I have to be there for support, but will you take my little note for her with you. Rolled up and snuck into your palm. Open it slowly, there you go, "Shut the fuck up Ann Coulter!"

Ah, doesn't that feel better?