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Wednesday, February 11, 2004

There are a number of mailing lists I'm on that I just haven't gotten around to unsubscribing from. Movie reviews from a reviewer I fell out of sync with a while ago, reminders about TWoP recaps that are totally unnecessary, due to my current habit of checking the website every hour, the TiVo newsletter I rarely read. And, most ancient of all, irregular mailings from Michael Moore.

I stopped really liking Michael Moore a while ago, certainly before Bowling for Columbine came out. He's a very persuasive filmmaker, and I used to adore Roger and Me, but after a few years of reading his open letters and watching his work, it became clear that the issues Moore loved best were the ones that were the most self-serving. I also don't trust him anymore -- I don't mind histrionics, but I like 'em a bit less manipulative and false. This is why I much prefer Al Franken's commentary -- his dedication to fact-checking is admirable, and he's a lot funnier, too.

So, agreeing with Michael Moore these days does not come easily to me. Yet I can't help but nod my head at this.

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