omnia_mutantur | (no subject)

it's hard for me to hear criticism of F 9/11. and while i know the movie was manipulative, I am glad of it. i guess it's sort of, well, he's an ass, but he's my ass. or maybe that gadflies sting everyone. or maybe it's an upton sinclair moment, where i vomit while i read, but i keep reading when i'm done. and i realize i'm supposed to be supportive and understanding of everyone's right to his or her own opinion, and by the gods, i'll defend the right to have a dissenting opinion past the point of reason. but i certainly don't have the ability to understand where it comes from and i guess i don't have to.

my love for moore doesn't come from a misunderstanding of his tactics, his motivations or his authenticity. all have the potential for not standing up to intense critique. i realize he preaches predominantly to an already converted choir. and honestly, i adore him for it. i can only dream that other flamingly liberal people end up finding soapboxes as big as his to stand upon and sing from, manners and morals and methodology aside.

i'm not speaking well on this, and i don't speak often about such in this space, or at least i don't think i do. i'm another failed radical, working for an institution, owning a car and donating only a little more than 1% of my income. i don't march for anything anymore. my concerns are still primarily out-of-fashion; reproductive rights, HIV, poverty, literacy and the enviroment. i know this, and i do what i can, and i share my concerns with those who are receptive (and sometimes those who aren't, when i all but scream at a coworker for covetting a hummer.)