I always wondered how LeShaun Harris is doing. Growing up with wingnut vitriol that most of the poor see on the 6 o’clock news, I would’ve drowned my sons as well—but sooner. Yeah, I am that kind of crazy, too. Luckily, I know where Planned Parenthood is and am old enough to determine a heat-seeking bachelor from a genuine life partner. That’s impossible to know as a 15 year old like LeShaun was when she fell for the spiel and bore three kids she couldn’t afford to shield from deep-inner-city hell and extremist media. It would be nicer if Anne Coulter and her ilk knew of a different kind of sexual predator: the ones that target lonely, plain girls with low self esteem. They’re on every public bus just waiting for girls after school. Just like the drug dealers.