Teeny Tigers! Toygers are a new breed of cat that looks like a tiger. They are super-cutie, even though I don't like cats ( I do, however, love kittens). CJ says that I should watch out, because it might eat my (at this point imaginary) dog.
Sorry for going out of order, but my "Coulter" part of this post is longer than any other, so I figured that I'd save it for last. At any rate, I'm a regular McSweeney's reader (even though I hated A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius) and just discovered this feature: reviews of new foods! It reminds me of the time that my elder brother went to a foreign country and kept a blog (before there really were blogs) of all the weird drinks that he consumed. Granted, at one point my baby brother bet my older brother that there was a food that he (the elder) wouldn't eat, and in the quest to prove this ate orange peel, coffee beans, and tin foil. Point being, there is not much that my elder brother won't try at least once, and find something positive to say about.
Last, but not least, is Ann Coulter. Besides sharing a name, Ann and I have little in common. However, when Slate chose to pitch this series of cartoons on their front page, I may have changed my mind a little bit. Not about her being a whole bowl full of crazy (she is), but about her characterization. In one cartoon, she is writing a vitriolic polemic while attatched to an IV bag of ice. In several others she is dressed as a witch. All of this makes me wonder how her gender informs the discourse about her. She is often portrayed wearing a small, tight dress and heels, or in situations that reference her sexuality. Granted, she is a (somewhat?) attractive, slender, blonde woman, and one who definitely wears sexy clothing; but how often do we talk about what color ties Rush Limbaugh wears, or his shoe choice?
I don't use the word b*tch, mostly because I feel that it is often used to describe women who are ambitious, agressive, or successful, by men who are uncomfortable with this "unfeminine" behavior. While I might agree that Ann Coulter is a total whackjob, one that has verbal diarrhea, and a total paucity of objective morality, I wouldn't call her a b*tch, just like I wouldn't call Pat Robertson a b*st*rd.
So, basically, News Media, you should point out the holes in Ann Coulter's arguements, not her stockings.