Either Dude, Where’s My Country: a) doesn’t have enought pages in it, or b) it’s a really quick read. I’m going with b.

And finishing this book just reinforces my previous beliefs: We are in a handbasket and Little Red Riding Dubya is skipping towards a place where the thermostat is always on high and the Micheal Bolton/Kenny G/John Tesh/David Hasselhoff musak never stops.

The following are stolen directly from the book:

• Please, lets Rock the Vote in 2004.
• No matter who you are voting for, try to take someone who wouldn’t normally vote with you.

I got a big kick out of Stupid White Men, so I decided to pick up Dude, Where’s My Country?

I’m still reading it, but while looking around on the web, I decided to hit MichaelMoore.com. That was a bad idea.

After reading just a few links, I’m now assured we are headed to certain destruction.

But, to quote Homer: “Don’t blame me, I voted for Kodos”.