Fahrenheit 9/11

Mike Moore may be a lot of things, certainly well fed but we seriously doubt that he can be accused of being a republican (Anyone accusing US of being a member of that slime bucket bunch better have paid up medical insurance.) While for us, 9/11 was not as informative as it was entertaining.

We already suspected the worst about this bunch in the white house. We knew the connections between the Bush and bin Ladens’, wondering, of course, why the mainstream media or even the idiot democrats failed to capitalize on it. The fix is in, ladies, gentlemen and those of you who are sexually confused.

Instead of actually retelling the same sad story, 12 Angry Shemales will distill it into some sort of logical (for us) conclusion.

Saudi Arabia is Al-Quaida. The same people that own OUR oil fields own their oil field companies. They do not own Iraq’s’. Well, they do now, but we digress. OK, they attack America so that we can blame the wrong people and take all their stuff.

We always knew that the ink on the contracts was long dry before the first bombs fell. The trouble with 9/11 is that Mikey knows all this shit too. Why is he being so reserved? We American weirdo’s demand more than that from our documentaries.

Wild flights of paranoid fancy couldn’t even begin to scratch the surface of the truth in this matter, so Moores’ rather obvious caution abrades. Oliver Stone SHOULD have made this film. It might have been closer to what WE suspect is the truth.

While 9/11 is essential viewing, and entertaining in a real masochistic way, we sit our asses down and look mean, for the most part. Four angry shemales liked it, eight say, “Blow Me, Mikey.”