Capitol insurrectionists called Nancy Pelosi’s name in a sing-song way that should make women’s skin crawl
If you cannot stomach reading an entire column about three syllables, you should stop here.
Oh, Naaaaaaancy is a very specific scene from a horror movie. Oh, Nancy is what the protagonist hears when she is hiding in a parking garage, or in a stairwell, or crouched under her desk, or pressed flat on the ground in a damp cornfield. Her terror is played out for entertainment, whether that means a narrow escape or a bloody death.
Oh, Naaaaaaancy is said in a singsongy voice. It is the same voice that a child would use to say, Come out, come