Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Holy Flurking Snit

The last thing anyone would call Christopher Hitchens, previously of The Nation is a member of the VRWC. Compare his hatchet job of Reagan in Not Even a Hedgehog: The stupidity of Ronald Reagan which appeared within days of Ronaldus Maximus' demise.

Then Michael Moore came along and announced that he would sue for libel (or slander) any one who dared defame his Magnus Opus, Fahreheit 9/11. Observe:

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.
[The Rest . . . line your temp directory with asbestos for this one]

I'm through arguing with consiracy theorists and the anti-War Left. Hitch gets himself an honorary membership in the VRWC and free beers at the next meeting.
I suspect that the lad was waiting two years to write that column


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