I have to admire the PhotoShop effort on the cover of Ann Coulter's new book. There's no way that woman could actually wear a cross around her neck without the flesh around it bursting into flame.
And looking at that photo, her freakishly long left arm reminds me of that scene in Terminator 2 when the T-1000, having assumed the form of John Connor's foster mom, morphs its arm into a giant dagger to kill the foster dad.
Ann Coulter as an emissary of Christianity? Please.