Many of the most striking things, for me, haven't come up.
I felt I was supposed to be shocked that Marilyn Manson was a reasonably articulate fellow, but I wasn't.

The cartoon was pretty funny.

The link between Lockheed Martin and welfare-to-work--what the hell is that? What?

The link between the culture of fear and capitalism was very nicely and lightly indicated in tossed-off lines about news and ads. Reminded me of the character in the Dharma Bums who would race crazily down a mountain but was afraid of looking scruffy in a nice restaraunt.

I think the media still deserves it's big share of blame. It's just like us, only more noticibly so. I believe the story of any incident in the news is mostly written before it gets around to actually happening. I've never been present at an interview that came out right in print. My father wrote an awfully funny poem lifted based on the headline Small Farms Disappearing In Tennessee, the poem was re-printed in the bestseller The Rosewood Casket.

And I thought Moore seemed to go out of his way to make his leanings clear, to stand in the open for attack and rebutal, to skip over even his own observations for the sake of the liberal party line, or a version of it. Why he so earnestly expected any sort of informed and reflective opinion from Charlton Heston is completely beyond me. His lingering leaving of a photo seemed murkily sentimental, and probably in very bad taste, as if Heston had killed the child. Why not Dick Clark's van, then? according to the links he makes, and his own findings that guns themselves are not the key thing?

But it was a pretty good film, and his leanings clear enough, his editing to be expected, given his intentions. He helped his opponents with that. Why do liberals feel the need to help their ideological opponents? They just seem to need help I guess. OR--one wants to draw them in to the game of thoughtful and sensible discourse, perhaps like a card shark draws you into a game he intends to beat you at. Conservatives prefer the game of money, power, and fuck you, which gives them a home court advantage, and then they spin some bullshit that sounds vaguely okay until you get around to thinking about it. Or so it often seems, to me.