I suppose I should get a couple of things out of the way first. One, I've never agreed with your brand of politics -- in fact, I've always found it downright appalling. The kind of appalling that makes your skin crawl. And two, if you're wondering why I'm addressing you as "Ann" and not "Ms. Coulter," well, the answer is simple. Misses and Misters are people who command respect. Why? Because they've earned it. You, frankly, haven't. Let me explain.It all started with a word. One word. Six letters. And for some reason, you felt the need to use it not one, not two, but three times.
I'll be honest: I could barely allow my fingers to merely type the word, let alone utter it out loud. I could feel myself cringe as I looked at the word after I typed it. I wanted to quickly erase it, the way a child turns beet red when they realize they've said something they shouldn't have. But you? You don't even seem to think you've done anything wrong. What's that? You don't believe you did anything so heinous? Allow me to illuminate just two of your tweets from the last month...
I'm not sure what's worse: The fact that you uttered such a vile word, or the fact that you refuse to apologize for your serious misstep in judgment, saying that you've done nothing wrong and that the word you chose (no, I will not repeat it...) has been used to mean "loser" for the last 30 years. Well, that excuse just don't cut it with me. And luckily, I'm not alone. John Franklin Stephens, a 30-year-old with Down syndrome and a Special Olympics pro, so eloquently and patiently got to the heart of the matter when he penned you an Open Letter...
After I saw your tweet, I realized you just wanted to belittle the President by linking him to people like me. You assumed that people would understand and accept that being linked to someone like me is an insult and you assumed you could get away with it and still appear on TV.
I have to wonder if you considered other hateful words but recoiled from the backlash.
Well, Ms. Coulter, you, and society, need to learn that being compared to people like me should be considered a badge of honor.
No one overcomes more than we do and still loves life so much.
Now, I don't care what your political ideology is or if you really, truly disagree with someone. That doesn't give you the right to use such a despicable, vulgar word. Thank you for confirming just how tacky and ignorant you are.
Words hurt. They sting. But this word? This word? It's just unacceptable, no matter how you slice it. You're a bully, plain and simple, which is sort of ironic considering you've said you're tired of people bullying you. Doesn't feel so great, does it? October is Bullying Prevention Month, so maybe this is the perfect time to stop putting other people down and hurling insults as weapons. It's really not an effective strategy.
Another wonderful resource is the R-word: Spread the Word to End the Word, a campaign aimed at raising awareness of the "dehumanizing and hurtful effects of the word." Might I encourage you to take the pledge to stomp out the use of this horrible word. As blogger Ellen Seidman told CNN: "It is a demeaning word even if it's meant as a joke, because it spreads the idea that people who are cognitively impaired are either stupid or losers."
Ann, I sincerely hope that you'll come to see the error of your ways and take steps to change in the future. Don't be part of the problem. Be a part of the solution. Be a part of the future.
[Top photo via We Heart It]