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I saw Fahrenheit 9/11 tonight with my brother and some friends.
To start with the obvious, Michael Moore is biased. He left the British and the Spanish off the list of coalition nations. He put Bush's speech at the beginning of the war over footage of a young Iraqi boy flying a kite, followed by nighttime footage of Baghdad bombing. My brother was there. One of the first things I heard him comment about when he went into Iraq was the contrast between the wealthy nation of Kuwait and the poverty of Iraq. In any nation one will find footage of people living well and happily. That does not make it representative of the nation. Not that I expect things to be any better now than before the March 2003 invasion either.
Moore does do a tremendously good job of tying 'ole Dubyah to the Saudi and friends. I do wonder how often connections work in politics and business as opposed to actual skill or talent. It is all about who you know, both under this Administration and all previous Administrations. Moore points out how many Saudis and bin Ladins were able to leave in the immediate aftermath of 9/11, but fails to answer the obvious question of who else was allowed to fly. How much money and clout was actually required to fly during that time? And I do not trust Richard Clark.
Moore struck a much deeper cord of anger and sympathy with the footage of innocent Iraqi victims of the war, American casualties, and the Pederson family. My brother was obviously upset by the reminder of U.S. casualties, which it appears he has personally witnessed - maybe I shouldn't have taken him to see it I am bothered by the fact that the Army phoned to tell the Pederson family of their son's death instead of sending over a couple of officers in person. It just strikes me as a lack of respect.
After the movie we went out for some food. My brother then retired, as he has drill this weekend. I followed my friend over to her place where a few of us were just going to hang out for a while, but that failed when it was discovered that her keys were locked inside and she wouldn't be able to get in until tomorrow. I tried to card it, but I utterly failed. I'll have to take a look at the door when it's open, because there didn't seem to be any reason as to why it shouldn't work. So, my friend found a place to crash for the night and we each headed our own ways. I kept driving past the exit for my house because I wasn't ready to go home and to listen to Profiles In Folk on NPR. But that ended at midnight, so I came back home. And wrote this entry.
To start with the obvious, Michael Moore is biased. He left the British and the Spanish off the list of coalition nations. He put Bush's speech at the beginning of the war over footage of a young Iraqi boy flying a kite, followed by nighttime footage of Baghdad bombing. My brother was there. One of the first things I heard him comment about when he went into Iraq was the contrast between the wealthy nation of Kuwait and the poverty of Iraq. In any nation one will find footage of people living well and happily. That does not make it representative of the nation. Not that I expect things to be any better now than before the March 2003 invasion either.
Moore does do a tremendously good job of tying 'ole Dubyah to the Saudi and friends. I do wonder how often connections work in politics and business as opposed to actual skill or talent. It is all about who you know, both under this Administration and all previous Administrations. Moore points out how many Saudis and bin Ladins were able to leave in the immediate aftermath of 9/11, but fails to answer the obvious question of who else was allowed to fly. How much money and clout was actually required to fly during that time? And I do not trust Richard Clark.
Moore struck a much deeper cord of anger and sympathy with the footage of innocent Iraqi victims of the war, American casualties, and the Pederson family. My brother was obviously upset by the reminder of U.S. casualties, which it appears he has personally witnessed - maybe I shouldn't have taken him to see it I am bothered by the fact that the Army phoned to tell the Pederson family of their son's death instead of sending over a couple of officers in person. It just strikes me as a lack of respect.
After the movie we went out for some food. My brother then retired, as he has drill this weekend. I followed my friend over to her place where a few of us were just going to hang out for a while, but that failed when it was discovered that her keys were locked inside and she wouldn't be able to get in until tomorrow. I tried to card it, but I utterly failed. I'll have to take a look at the door when it's open, because there didn't seem to be any reason as to why it shouldn't work. So, my friend found a place to crash for the night and we each headed our own ways. I kept driving past the exit for my house because I wasn't ready to go home and to listen to Profiles In Folk on NPR. But that ended at midnight, so I came back home. And wrote this entry.