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Unfairenheit 9/11The lies of Michael Moore.

Moore: Trying to have it three ways
One of the many problems with the American left, and indeed of the American left, has been its image and self-image as something rather too solemn, mirthless, herbivorous, dull, monochrome, righteous, and boring. How many times, in my old days at The Nation magazine, did I hear wistful and semienvious ruminations? Where was the radical Firing Line show? Who will be our Rush Limbaugh? I used privately to hope that the emphasis, if the comrades ever got around to it, would be on the first of those and not the second. But the meetings themselves were so mind-numbing and lugubrious that I thought the danger of success on either front was infinitely slight.

Nonetheless, it seems that an answer to this long-felt need is finally beginning to emerge. I exempt AL Franken's unintentionally funny Air America network, to which I gave a couple of interviews in its early days. There, one could hear the reassuring noise of collapsing scenery and tripped-over wires and be reminded once again that correct politics and smooth media presentation are not even distant cousins. With Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11, however, an entirely new note has been struck. Here we glimpse a possible fusion between the turgid routines of MoveOn.org and the filmic standards, if not exactly the filmic skills, of Sergei Eisenstein or Leni Riefenstahl.

To describe this film as dishonest and demagogic would almost be to promote those terms to the level of respectability. To describe this film as a piece of crap would be to run the risk of a discourse that would never again rise above the excremental. To describe it as an exercise in facile crowd-pleasing would be too obvious. Fahrenheit 9/11 is a sinister exercise in moral frivolity, crudely disguised as an exercise in seriousness. It is also a spectacle of abject political cowardice masking itself as a demonstration of "dissenting" bravery.

I'm sorry but I am writing letters to every single sponsor of his and to the NFL and the Falcons.

If I could, I would treat him the same way he has allowed those poor dogs to be treated.

We just moved to the country, but when we lived in town, she jumped the fence I don't know how many times. When she wants in the house, it's not enough to simply scratch on the door, she has to jump six feet in the air and basically throw herself into the door.

I just get so frustrated. I was at friends house who has a golden retriever and they have a little bell hanging from their back doorknob and when their dog wants out, he simple rings the bell and same thing on the outside of the door too. I was incredulous. How did they get their dog to do that?!?!?!

I grew up with Michael Jackson. Used to watch the Jackson 5 cartoons in the 70s when I was a little kid. Then bought his first solo album, Off the Wall. Was watching the Apollo special when he moonwalked for the first time on stage. Bought Thriller as a teenager in the 80s and was just a huge, big-haired fan. It's like a part of my childhood just died.

And who can forget Farrah? I loved Charlie's Angels. Remember when she came back to acting after Charlie's Angels in the Burning Bed? Who knew she was more than just a sex symbol on a poster?!?!?! She fought such a courageous battle against her cancer.

I have NO desire to see this movie, and I believe that it is just perpetuating and promoting what is going on in this county -- I recently suffered a broken leg and went to THE "county hospital, i.e., Jackson Memorial, in Miami/Dade County -- the ONLY reason that I even went there was because of the fact that my significant other did not understand that with my insurance through CHAMPUS that I could be seen at any or all hospitals in the Miami area -- as a side note, the ONLY time that I have been "turned down" is at a Kaiser facility as far as being seen as a CHAMPUS patient.

CHAMPUS is the major insurance carrier that serves our military and their familes once the service member is honorably discharged, retires from active duty or dies in active combat or retired.

What I endured at Jackson was little short of HORRENDOUS and I believe that if any of us were to be seen at a major medical facility, we would soon find this out.

Jackson Memorial is 1500 beds -- I was initially seen in their "Extreme Care" section -- I got there at 11:30 a.m. and was finally out of there at 11:30 p.m. In the meantime, I walked down to their radiology department because the ignoramous P.A. did not put me in a wheelchair or crutches after I told him that the ankle area had been bruised for a week even after I wrapped it, Epsom salts, ice packs etc -- guess their attitude was "oh well" -- sure enough, it was a fracture -- they lost my records and with my second appointment it was from approximately 9:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m. to be seen in their "Trauma Clinic" -- no docs, just residents,but tell you what, if you are of Hispanic descent, or poor -- BOY do you get preferential treatment -- needless to say, I am still in pain, with swelling, can't wear a shoe after the cast being off a week, and cannot get results -- I called the ER a bit ago and told them that I was going to be seen at a real hospital and that they could take their treatment and stick it

Bottom line is that patient care has TRULY gone down the toilet, whether it be a nurse, doctor or ANY kind of healthcare professional.

I've been hearing this crap all my life due to a religious upbringing. Oooh, we'll be persecuted and have to go live in caves during the end times. I'm over it!

The only thing one can do is get right with God the best they can. And that's between them and their deity.

If the planet shifts on its axis, the sun sends out a flair, or any other global disaster, there is no way to prepare for it, physically, mentally, etc. You'll either be in the right place/time or not. You'll either die, or not. Whatever unpredictable circumstance you're in, you'll do the best you can.

And if nothing unusual happens at all on winter soltice 2012, it will still be a matter of surviving whatever socioeconomic mess we are in at that time.

Live your life one day at a time, that's all you can be sure of. Don't worry about tomorrow because God is already there. Why go nuts like we did preparing for 2000? I refuse to stress on it, I did enough time doing that when I was a child having religious propaganda shoved down my throat. I did more stressing during the 2000 non-crisis because my boss was paranoid and put ME in charge of safeguarding all our electronic medical records from the big crash that never happened. This time, I don't give a hoot, and I'm not doing anything any different than I would any other day of the year. Tell your loved ones you love them and go the heck to bed!

I liked Kris better. Adam killed Kara's song. I also think when the judges talked to Kris after his last song it felt like they were saying goodbye to him and saying he did not have a chance to win. I hope Kris wins to prove them all wrong. I would have loved to see Allison be in first or second place.

The clue for your caller would have been when you said "hello"? Don't ya' think?