No, I haven’t seen Fahrenheit 9/11. Not yet, anyway. I’m not much of a Michael Moore fan, actually (yes, there are some card-carrying Christian Socialists who dislike his bombast). But I am really, really, really tired of the number of attacks directed at Mr. Moore’s weight. I’ve got eyes, I can see that he’s a large man. But this is getting tiresome:
Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Blogsurf for ten minutes, you’ll find more.
Seriously, folks, enough already.
I wrote a very similar post. I couldn’t believe it when Ralph Nadar called him a beachball. Is this what political discourse has come to in this country?
Really like your blog, btw.
I agree. If Moore were to diet to the point where he was thin as a rail, it wouldn’t make his crockumentaries any better.
I already liked your blog, before you said you didn’t like Michael Moore. Now should I say I love it?
i just thought of it as an analogy of his indulgences
Yeah, sort of like making fun of Bush’s speech patterns when talking about the war or the economy under his presidency, no?