When I saw the title of Ann’s new book, I immediately assumed it was an autobiography or at the very least a personal memoir. But alas, it seems that Ann has either completely lost it or she’s actually writing satire this time rather than the unfunny conservative blah blah blah she usually writes.
But unlike most of her books, which I must admit are cleverly titled, this new one is a stretch. Personally, I don’t see a strong connection between the title and the subtitle. I mean, her title promises Legion and her subtitle seems to hint that she’s actually writing about Al Capone. And while Al Capone was probably a real pig, I don’t believe he was capable of being cast into a herd of them…
But Ann’s career has always survived on taking a tiny bit of truth and stretching it out to biblical proportions. And each book seems to be getting a little bit more “biblical”…
Because NOW, those “liberals” aren’t simply “difficult to talk to” or “guilty” or like a “godless church…” No, all of those ideas are too reasonable now for Crazy Ann.
The liberal mob is Demonic.
The only improvement to this new book is that its cover is curiously Annless. Of course, I bet that has something to do with her not wanting the title and her mugshot causing people to assume that this book is a confessional.
Here’s what Demonic’s back cover copy says about the book…
The demon is a mob, and the mob is demonic.
Read that sentence again. It’s very deep.
The Democratic Party activates mobs, depends on mobs, coddles mobs, publicizes and celebrate mobs – it is the mob.
Gosh, if the Democratic Party is a “mob,” then the Tea Party is the Third Reich reborn.
Sweeping in its scope and relentless in its argument, Demonic explains the peculiarities of liberals as standard groupthink behavior.
And chances are, the book chews, spits, and shoots, too.
To understand mobs is to understand liberals.
And hopefully demons.
So perhaps Ann’s Demonic… will actually be a book of satire this time.
Or maybe it is a confessional, because even though Ann probably can’t possess somebody’s inner being, she certainly knows how to get under a person’s skin.