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He's not as stupid as he looks

Michael Moore does not believe he is part of the 1%.
"And it was a mistake to ever give me a dime from the day Time Warner actually gave me money to buy "Roger and Me." ...I hope they rue the day that they ever allowed me up on a movie screens."
Rue the day? Good God, my man, they celebrate the day because they found in "Roger and Me" a vain of gold that could be mined for years and deliver money and acclaim to their shareholders. This gusher of disaffected and bitter (pale) cash looks great on their balance sheet and has put you in a crib looking over Central Park West (among other places) - I know because I used to see your sebaceous pastie ass waddling around the neighborhood making the rounds to Zabar's and Barney Greengrass and wherever. You only got 1 ticket from me in all the years of "film making" and that was for "Roger and Me" which I saw at a now defunct movie theater in NW DC with a small audience of well healed Washingtonians. This overrated film did have one clip that stuck with me for the past quarter century - not so much for the scene itself, but for the reaction of the cinephiles in the theater. Let me paint you a picture of your picture:

Moore visits a Flint rube who's life is now on the rocks due to GM closing plants in the town. This down-on-her-luck "worker" has taken to breading rabbits to supplement her food supply - a horrible situation in Michael Moore's eyes (she can't afford salmon from the grocery story) - which is not all that uncommon in America, or anywhere else in the world for that matter. So this woman pulls out a rabbit, kills it and skins it with one tug like someone who's eaten a lot of rabbit over the years. Not uncommon for any rural American - people hunt and kill animals all the time and every chicken, pig and cow in the market has to be killed and processed, but the audience in the Tenleytown theater flipped out. They were shocked and one woman actually had to leave the theater hands clasped over her eyes. I remember thinking "how weak" these urbanites are to shudder at the sight of someone killing a rabbit. These Washington DC people with their tree lined streets and indoor plumbing and hot and cold running water who almost certainly worked in federal government in some capacity love to eat their chicken cordon bleu but they CAN'T KILL THE BIRD.

Now Michael Moore has a serious warning for the easily manipulated, dumbed down, poorly educated people of America. Someone who knows how to use propaganda can go far and achieve great things in this country. Someone who's brilliant can't be beaten using things like logic and brains - that just doesn't work. Maybe satire will save America, but when it comes to ridicule Michael Moore is not part of the 1% - he stumbles up the left side of that bell curve. And his preferred messenger - leader of the "political revolution" - doesn't score very high on the satire meter either. Unless you consider endorsing Hitlery Clampett for president so that she can fix a "rigged system" after she rigged a system to keep you from becoming president a form of satire - You know, Michael Moore isn't as stupid as he looks, satire might just save America after all.


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