Moore Lied!!!

So here we are discussing the pros and cons of Moore’s film showing us all what a buffoon Bush is, and the only way to win America back [from what?] is to vote for John “Flip-Flop” “Man of the People” “I served in Vietnam for Four Months” “We have Better Hair” Kerry. How about Moore’s film? Pretty convincing? I would like to present some links here of a few articles written delineating some of the nuances (read: lies) Moore sold to the receptive American audience. (Hat tip: LGF)

Fifty-nine Deceits in Fahrenheit 9/11 by David Kopel

Farragoheit 9/11 by Melanie Phillips

More Distortions From Michael Moore by Michael Isikoff and Mark Hosenball

A quote from LGF’s Charles Johnson:

I saw the film today, and yes, it’s amazingly mendacious. Since there are already so many others doing a great job of debunking “Two Cheeseburgers” Moore, I’d like to write about an aspect of the film that nearly pulled me in—and ended up making me furious at Moore.

Moore knew he would have to deal with the actual 9/11 attacks somehow; so after the long, boring intro explaining how Bush stole the 2000 election (please, moonbats, stop with this already), we see the footage of the 9/11 atrocities.

Well, actually no—we don’t. Moore cuts to a black screen, and plays only the sounds of the attacks, before an extended montage of drifting ashes and papers, artfully floating through the air while mournful music plays.

At first, I thought this was a clever and effective way to evoke the memories of the worst terrorist attack on US soil.

And then, the question occurred to me: why would someone who clearly understands the power of images choose not to show the most powerful images of our time?

Because Moore knew that if he showed those images, which have been mostly absent from media for almost 3 years, he ran the risk of awakening the anger and feelings of intense danger we all experienced that day.

And that was a risk he could not run—because it could very well spoil the tone of the rest of the film, and expose him for the smirking, unserious buffoon he is.

After the blank screen 9/11 section of the film, he cuts almost immediately to scenes from talk shows, with bumbling people trying to sell anti-terrorism gadgets, and interviews several anti-Bush talking heads about the “climate of fear” that the Bush administration imposed on the country.

Moore is a canny filmmaker. He realized that if he segued immediately to this snarky, derisive viewpoint after showing people jumping to their deaths from the top of the World Trade Center, some of the Moore Koolaid drinkers might feel twinges of conscience; they might remember what it felt like to see the largest buildings in New York City collapse, crushing and ripping apart the bodies of thousands of their fellow Americans. Some of them might even start to come out from under Moore’s cinematic spell, if such an ugly reality were allowed to intrude.

They might get mad. And some of them would be mad at him.

So Moore, cowardly to the bottom of his hateful little shriveled soul, cut to a black screen.