In today's New York Times, David Carr explains the success of a certain write-winger "in part because seeing hate-speech pop out of a blonde who knows her way around a black cocktail dress makes for compelling viewing." He adds that "the fact that she is one of the leading political writers of our age says something about the rest of us."
By "leading" I assume Carr is referring to her book sales, which have earned her millions. She's certainly not "leading" in any qualitative sense. And the only relevant "us" are those who give their money willingly so that she may live a more comfortable life in Palm Beach.
She's popular among Republicans because she's one of the only remotely fuckable women on their side of the aisle. She makes news because she says the most extreme, reprehensible things while looking as though she should be commenting on the latest trends in handbags or rubbing noses with some foofy little dog.
C'mon, she's about as authentic as pro wrestling. She's famous for being infamous. She has found a formula that works for her, and is milking it until it runs dry. She's about as consistent as a Johnnie Cochran defense argument, without the rhyming.