Ann Coulter stuffed so much nonsense into just one tweet that she enraged Beyoncé fans and kicked reason and decency in the head.
“Beyonce, cited by Michelle Obama as role model for her daughters, sings about ‘pussy curvalicious, served delicious.’ Oh my. I just fainted.”
Sarcasm notwithstanding, Coulter was wrong on the singer, mangled the lyrics, offered a tortured interpretation of those lyrics, and confused sexual assault with a provocatively poetic expression of consensual sex in marriage.
Coulter was as wrong as wrong can be. Again.
- Coulter cited the wrong singer. The lyrics were rapped by Nicki Minaj, not Beyoncé.
- Coulter mangled the lyrics. Coulter transposed the first two words, mutilating the rhythm of the rhyme. The actual lyrics are: “Curvalicious, pussy served delicious.”
- Coulter tortured the interpretation of those lyrics. Defending Trump from allegations of sexual assault, Coulter missed the significance of consensual sex in those lyrics. As reported by Mediaite: “By referring to her privates as something being ‘served,’ Minaj is, in effect, giving her partner her consent, which a woman being grabbed ‘by the pussy’ by a famous man has not done.”
- Coulter equated sexual talk with sexual assault. Intent upon absolving Trump of guilt for gloating over grabbing women “by the pussy,” Coulter spotlights the word “pussy” (a word she herself frequently uses). However, as Mediaite also observes, “most of Trump’s detractors are not as outraged by the word ‘pussy’ as they are by Trump telling Billy Bush that famous men can get away with grabbing women by the pussy.” It’s assault, not talk!
- Coulter concluded by mocking Trump’s victims. “Oh my. I just fainted.” No! Innocent women have been sexually assaulted by a rich, powerful, and famous man. Coulter was and remains aghast over Bill Clinton’s treatment of women, yet rushes to Trump’s defense over similar charges.
For Coulter, this is all about ideology, not reality. It is about power, not morality. It is about winning an election, not doing the right thing. Apparently, the end really does justify the means to these people.
“In 2001, before anyone saw the Donald as a presidential aspirant, I wrote a critique in National Review of his interviews with Howard Stern in which he discussed women in terms I thought ungallant. My attack wasn’t political, even though Trump was then a Democrat, but its message was sternly disapproving. … Those interviews (which were on the record) were not very different from the notorious videotape. They were vulgar, crass, shameless, and silly sexual boasting – the kind of thing (second only to intrusive women sports reporters) that prompts me to avoid locker rooms. Above all, however, they were known about and readily available.”
Now that the pussy’s out of the bag, so to speak, Trump’s cadre of female shills have turned truth upside down to salvage what remains of Trump’s reputation. Coulter’s Beyoncé tweet is emblematic of those unsavory efforts.