Whether Coulter truly believes the hate she spews or only does it because spewing hate is how she makes a living, I have no doubt that in the end, she is a miserable, self-loathing woman (okay, there is some doubt about the "woman" part).

She looks strung out, like she's burning herself up from within. No one can be filled with that much hate for other people unless she hates herself.

Do I feel sorry for her? I'm no saint, so the answer is no. Regardless of her own miserable status, she still exists only to destroy and demean others.

When I became a vegetarian, I didn't miss bacon at all. Greasy, gross stuff. I kind of missed pastrami and salami, but thinking about what it really was (animal corpse) took care of that. Now shrimp: that was the killer! Not even thinking of it as dead animal overcame the urge. Only sheer willpower stood between me and those little pink crustaceans.

When I turned vegan, cheese was the challenge, but thinking about what it really was (liquid cow snot, basically) took care of that. Sharp cheddar was a killer, but again: willpower.

Now we live in vegatarian and vegan utopia: vegan cheddar and mozzarella and pastrami and salami and pepperoni and yes, thank the soya and seaweed gods, even vegan shrimp. Hell, I even have a recipe for vegan haggis, but for some reason, I'm not tempted to try it out.

It occurred to me as I read the 9-11 widows' responses that Ann Coulter's hateful slander of them might have been caused by more than her usual venom towards liberals or penchant for using outrageous statements to sell her useless books. Perhaps Ms. Coulter is jealous of these women -- jealous that they fell in love with good men and entered into lifelong commitments with them in the form of marriage. Consider Ms. Coulter: an aging, bony blond who continues (with less and less success in my opinion) to use her deteriorating looks to sell herself and her product. If she was as ugly as her rhetoric she never would have gotten farther than the typical streetcorner ranter, but her long blond hair and slim legs played well on TV. She was, and may still be, a conservative pin-up girl, but her time as mastubatory fodder for the far right is reaching its expiration date.

Coulter has money and fame, but she has no one to share it with. Who would wish to spend their lives with this harpy? Conversely, would Coulter wish to spend her life with the kind of man who is attracted to one such as she?

The 9-11 widows had something Ann Coulter never had, and probably never will have, namely, being another person's beloved, and for that she can never forgive them. Hate is her only companion. How sad.

Yeah, there are self-righteous vegans out there, unfortunately. Factory farming is such as horrible and cruel institution that if you're opposed to it, you want to shout it from the rooftops. However, the flip side of that is aggressive meat-eaters who, upon learning you're a vegan or vegetarian, insist on showing you their canine teeth, or pontificating about the hunting habits of cavemen, or worse (and funniest), mustering every last testosterone drip of machism and grunting, "MEAT!" Makes you wonder if they're going to lunge forward and try to take a bite out of you.

The entire "Meat = Strength = Real Man" crowd is as annoying to us as preachy vegans are to you. Moreso, since they also tend to vote Republican.

I bothers me a great deal that people with the least amount of money in this society are misled, via advertising, into buying expensive processed junk food which only serves to make them fatter and sicker.

One does not need to have much money to eat well. For not much money, you can buy a big bag of brown rice, big bags of dried legumes such as beans and lentils, and eat very well for a long time. If you add in fresh green leafy vegetables like collard greens or kale or spinach, and root vegetables like carrots, potatoes, and beets, all of which are inexpensive, you get complete nutrition. Inexpensive seasonings like salt, pepper(s), garlic and onion can make it delicious. Again, you get healthy and tasty meals, and it doesn't cost much at all.

Sadly, that doesn't play well on TV.

I'll just say this: I wooed and married my wife because, among other things, she is a proud and intelligent feminist. I wouldn't have it any other way.

She loves to give me head, and vice-versa.

End of story.

Like the letter writer, there is a woman in my past about whom I wonder constantly. What if I had kissed her when the moment presented itself? What is she and I entered into a life together?

But here's the thing: it's easy to fantasize about an ideal romance with someone who seemed to be The One, but with whom one did not enter into an intense relationship. What would a life together really be like, though, when after that first glow you wake up together and drag your sorry asses into the bathroom and then to work, when you spend time together not on a date, but as two people living their lives, warts and all? Mr. or Ms. Perfect might turn out to have some traits which really turn you off or even anger you. They will never live up to your ideal of perfection. You might even end up hating him or her and wishing you have gone with someone else instead.

The LW should be happy that he has pleasant memories to dwell upon, and move on with life.

I'm vegan, I'm polite at restaurants, and I really don't care what some toasted-brain, snotty reprobate like Bourdain says about me, or anything else for that matter.