(Conservative Review) -- For better or for worse, Ann Coulter was once considered one of the conservative movement’s premiere storm troopers. She was wicked smart. She was tough as nails. And she seemed to actually enjoy being a woman in a growing age of naggy and dour feminism.
Every time you went to a book store, there was Coulter selling a new release and cracking skulls. Every time you turned on the television, there was Coulter taking a scalp. And it didn’t matter whether the show was hosted by Chris Matthews or Bill O’Reilly, either. She never brought a knife to a gunfight.
More cowbell. On steroids. With a bazooka.
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I miss that Ann. The one who still had the moral clarity to appear in worldview documentaries produced by the late Dr. D. James Kennedy. Unfortunately, it appears that Ann is long gone. She has been replaced with a sad caricature, which includes so many embarrassing meltdowns and contradictions it would require a whole separate column to chronicle them.