Over the weekend, I learned that Ann Coulter—vacuous she-devil-cum-spokeswoman of the conservative regime—grew up in Connecticut and did her undergrad at Cornell.

I grew up in Connecticut and did my undergrad at Cornell.

And though our paths diverged when she continued on to UMich, I still feel dirty knowing that I was in the same environment for twenty-some years that was responsible for spawning this modern day hellmouth of radical Christian vitriol. Could an errant (probably druken) tryst with the Young Republicans have converted me into one of her boobish followers? I shudder the thought.