Book Review: 'Michael Moore is a Big Fat Stupid White Man' by David T. Hardy and Jason Clarke.

Funnily enough, although Moore is a fan of free public education, he sends his daughter to a private school.

Thankfully Moore has a $1.2 million holiday house on Michigan’s Torch Lake to develop his philosophy, a philosophy that lets him live like a king and “speak for the poor”.

He also uses his position to warn world leaders. On  September 14, 2001, Moore pontificated, “But I beg you, Mr Bush…do not declare war and massacre more innocents”.  Osama bin Laden’s henchmen agreed.

Hardy and Clarke question Moore the prophet, as well as Moore the filmmaker. For years, he has inveighed against the Bush family. Predictably, Moore’s predictions suffer from a high failure rate. Say what you what you like about President George W. Bush, but when thousands of American troops arrived in Afghanistan the Taliban took to their camels and haven’t been seen since. Many so-called innocent members of the Taliban were annihilated, to the cheers of thousands of liberated women.

These days, thanks to Bush, mothers don’t have to deal with watching their non-burka wearing daughters being publicly executed in stadiums. Sadly, Moore seems unwilling to share in their happiness.  Meanwhile, in Kabul’s Chicken Street, exuberant storeowners sell off fur coats and carpets. In 2003, the country’s economy grew by a whopping 30 per cent.

Michael Moore is a Big Fat Stupid White Man addresses many thought-provoking and timely issues.  The book has already entered the New York Times best-seller list. A woman from a major newspaper in England told me her one in-house bookstore has ordered 500 copies.

I suspect a sequel will be coming.