Is that a direct quote from Dr. King?

What a great demonstration of the new tone we are all supposed to adhere to. Moore, the maker of Bowling for Columbine, Fahrenheit 9/11, the Triumph of the Will, and the autobiographical film Sicko, is a real master of moderation.

Michael Moore’s schlockumentaries are notorious for their ‘creative editing’ and outright lies. Moreover, Moore has made a career of denigrating his country, his ideological opponents, and the economic system that has given him the opportunity to succeed.

The website michaelmoore.com is home to a sad assortment of the unhinged and deranged, including Cindy Sheehan, the founder of Code Pink. In case you’ve forgotten, Code Pink was the activist group that accused members of the Bush administration war criminals. As an aside, do you remember the media being up-in-arms over that type of ‘heated rhetoric?’

After all that background, how about big Mike’s interview? It would appear as though Moore didn’t get the memo on the new tone. Seeing a racist around every corner, Michael Moore claims that the reason people own guns is because they are afraid of poor minorities. Another example of the new tone one is to presume.

Michael Moore is entirely obsessed with race. In the past, Moore has asserted that the National Rifle Association was a successor organization to the KKK.

Michael Moore is no outlier; his thinking is typical of the new Left. After the shooting in Arizona, the media was condemning heated rhetoric, claiming it inspired the shooter. After it was proven that such claims were pure pap, the talking point became that today’s heated rhetoric created an environment of violence. With the Left, and their toadies in the media, so quick to point fingers at the Right, just remember the rehtoric of the Left throughout the Bush years, and to this day.

Interestingly, you wouldn’t think that a congressman with that much violence under his belt would be the kind who gets an ‘F’ rating from the National Rifle Association.

H/T to Kathy for this one.

UPDATE

Apparently, he’s sorry.

Water, water, everywhere water. Know it, embrace it, manage it or drown. Same goes for cars, trucks, chain saws, knives, crowbars, blowtorches, teakettles and guns. I will not be denied the pragmatic, functional utility of anything based on the inept, clumsy, irresponsible failure of brain-dead, uncoordinated numskulls.

I will not drown; drink and drive; chain-saw massacre anyone; stumble; slice, burn or shoot myself, nor will I ever hold up a bank. So the best advice would be to think, improvise, adapt and overcome, man up, but by all means, leave me alone. You don’t ban electric guitars just because someone may have a lapse in logic, goodwill and decency and spontaneously break out into country and Western music. The vast majority of sensible people will use electric guitars as God intended and whip out good, sexy rock ‘n’ roll licks.

I need my cars, trucks, chain saws, knives, crowbars, blowtorches, scalding-hot water, guitars and guns, thank you. Amazingly, I have mastered them all, and they are all wonderful ingredients for my American dream of rugged individualism, declared independence and self-sufficiency. They all serve me well, and I am not giving up any of them. Ever.

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So why in God’s good name would any human being wish to force unarmed helplessness on another? That level of cruel indecency and forced victimization is incomprehensible to me and about 100 million Americans who own guns and believe in self-defense. The lunatic-fringe left won’t dare touch the issue of gun control. Self-defense is the most powerful, driving instinct in good people everywhere. To deny this is evil personified.

Write this down: Gun-free zones are a felon’s playground. Ban gun-free zones now. Join the NRA.

Good people don’t want the rapist to succeed. We want him dead. We don’t want our homes invaded. We want invaders dead. We don’t like carjackers. We like them dead. We don’t like armed robbers. We like them dead.

We have examined all the evidence we could possibly need to know that calling 911 is a joke unless, of course, the cops bring a dustpan and a mop to clean up the dead monster we just shot while protecting our families.

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