Weir Thinking about it

It seems evident that the Democrats are going after President Bush with every attack dog in their canine arsenal. It's not enough that they have Ted Kennedy, the blustery bloviator from Boston, barking like a mutt with mange, and Al Gore playing the contemptuous cur as he excessively emotes his indignation in bursts of rage ala Howard Dean. They now have the most radical anti—American reprobate that ever slithered out from under the slime of Hollywood heathenism. Michael Moore, the 'documentary' filmmaker who never documents anything, as he engages in psychotic bouts of paranoia, has become their rabid mongrel, nipping at the heels of George W. Bush and waging a war against the President's reelection.

Presumptive nominee Senator John Kerry is either so desperate for help in the campaign that he's willing accept the scruffy—looking loudmouth's support, or he is afraid to reject him and end up being excoriated in one of Moore's frothing episodes of distemper. Either way, Kerry doesn't exactly appear presidential with the likes of Moore on his side. Wasn't it Moore who destroyed the candidacy of General Wesley Clark when he supported him, while calling Bush a deserter?

The trouble with the Democratic Party is that they have an abundance of spitting, growling, foul—mouthed liberals, who can't deal with the fact that a dignified, classy conservative sits in the Oval Office. Mr. Moore would have been right at home during the Clinton years because they could have swapped lies while smoking weed together. The latest slap at the country that defends his freedom to slap, is called, Fahrenheit 9/11, a phantasmagorical romp through the twisted mind of one who hates the very system which allows him his very profitable whimsy.

In truly hypocritical fashion, Moore rails bitterly against capitalism while raking in the dough from its rewards. I'm always amused by these phonies who spend $5000 per night for suites at luxury resorts while carping about the excesses of the rich. As in his previous forays into falsehood, Moore consistently makes America the target of his convoluted sense of righteousness, and President Bush is portrayed as more of an enemy than Saddam Hussein. The irony, lost on the likes of Moore, is that he would be butchered for uttering a discordant syllable against the tyrant in Iraq, before he was removed by the guy Moore despises.

In fact, what Moore really despises is anyone who might lead the country to a higher moral ground; an area that would be anathema to the Tinseltown twit. Moore has another view of America: one that encourages defamation of the flag, genuflecting to dictators, and giving free rein to the most vile and vociferous traitors among us.  Forever stretching the boundaries of freedom, people like Moore prove themselves to be nothing more than malcontents who treat the country the way spoiled children treat their overly permissive parents.

How much courage does it take to criticize the powers—that—be in a democracy? Go to Iran and criticize the Ayatollah; now that takes courage, if not insanity. But, accusing the President of having a financial connection with bin Laden, while not offering a scintilla of proof, is not bravery, it's childish histrionics displayed by a coward who knows he won't have to answer for his slanderous bursts of anti—American blather.

Like Bill Clinton, another example of truth through a shredder, Moore lies with wild abandon because he can. That's because the capitalist system, which he deplores, makes it possible for him to profit from his prevarications. By conjuring up fanciful notions about Bush's reasons for invading Iraq, he not only energizes the core constituency of the Democratic Party, he becomes a hero with the leftist lunatics in Hollywood. That has to be worth at least a few invitations to cocaine—sniffing soirees with the denizens of Beverly Hills nightlife. When one's consciousness is blurred by a drug fix, it seems reasonable to remonstrate against the injustices of the system that makes the drug accessible.

People who push the envelope of freedom because they know they can get away with it are obnoxious to the order of a civilized nation. Mr. Moore also has the freedom to pick his nose in public, but such behavior would be deemed unacceptable to the overwhelming number of citizens. The public should have the same reaction to his shockingly deceitful movie.