by Scoobie Davis
To Paraphrase Rachel Yamagata, It Wore Me Down Like a Road
I was in the Borders Bookstore in the Gaslamp Quarter tonight and I read through Coulter's new book Godless. It's typical Coulter swill--sophistic vitriol. In a way I pity her; but what saddens me is that fellow human being are poisoned by this mindrot. I will post some comments and impressions on the Godless Blog later.