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:: Monday, June 21, 2004 ::
Moore Lifts Bradbury
A non-talent slob like 'auteur' Michael Moore isn't creative enough to come up with a movie title on his own so he has to swipe one. Actually, I think this is interesting and indicative of the "progressive" mindset; a complete lack of new material whatsoever (not to mention pride). I'm really not a big Rush fan but he's right about this one thing; liberals are working out of an ancient playbook and the world is changing before their eyes. They continue to harken back to the "good old days" of Lenny Bruce, Che, Freud and John Lennon. I'm kinda fed up with these 50+ hippies with their gray ponytails and thatchey beards telling me "we almost won". They're rapidly going the way of Hunter S. Thomson and the rest of the nostalgic dinosaurs--disconnected, and hunkered down in their earth-contact hovels-- devining mythic astrology charts while protected from dreaded Neocons by quartz amulettes, patuli-oil and tin-foil headgear.
Whilst millionaire Michael Moore, with his gratuitous, one-note act has them prostating at the alter.
OK...so America is a super-power--get over it.
Update: Christopher Hitchens has a terrific critique of Fahrenheit 9/11. Hearing such honest criticism from the left, as the NYT's critique of My Life makes me long for the classic, intellectual liberals like Daniel P. Moynihan or Bobby Kennedy. Some dignified aspect of progressivism has been lost, I think, to ranting hacks like Moore, Kennedy, Dean, McAuliffe and Gore.
:: Max 9:52 PM [+] ::
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