5 Feet of Fury

Ann Coulter’s late father: do they still make ’em like this?

When Mother was in a rehabilitative facility briefly after surgery a few years ago and Father was not supposed to be driving, we were relieved that a snowstorm had knocked out the power to the garage door opener, so Daddy couldn’t get to the car. It would just be a week and then Mother would be home.

“My brother came home to check on Father the first day of this arrangement to find that he had taken an ax to the side door of the garage, so he could drive to the rehab center and sit with Mother all day.”

No doubt liberal bloggers, male and female, (after celebrating the death of Coulter’s dad with a flurry of — unfunny — jokes) will then shudder at the very thought of anyone owning an ax, let alone an “angry old white man” weilding it in a “fit” of “pointless violence.”

Such people are a threat to national security, and to our very future. Alas, they are legion.