Stupid White Men...

Stupid White Men...
March 2002

From the inside flaps of Michael Moore's Stupid White Men and Other Sorry Excuses for the State of the Nation (HarperCollins, 2002)

The government has been seized by a ne-er-do-well rich boy and his elderly henchmen.

Our great economic expansion is unraveling faster than a set of Firestones.

Our water is poisoned, the ozone's in shreds, and the SUVs are advancing like a plague of locusts.

Remember when everything was looking up? When the government was running at a surplus, pollution was disappearing, peace was breaking out in the Middle East and Northern Ireland, and the Bridge to the Twenty-First Century was strung with highspeed Internet cable and paved with 401(k) gold?

Well, so much for the future. Michael Moore, the award-winning provocateur behind Roger & Me and the bestseller Downsize This!, now returns to size up the new century-and that big, ugly special-interest groups that's laying waste to the world as we know it: stupid white men. Whether he's calling for United Nations action to overthrow the Bush Family Junta, calling on African-Americans to place whites only signs over the entrances of unfriendly businesses, or praying that Jesse Helms will get kissed by a man, Stupid White Men is Mike's Manifesto on Malfeasance and Mediocrity. Among his targets:

George W.: The Thief-in-Chief. A trespasser on federal land, a squatter in the Oval Office. Send in the Marines!
Bill Clinton: One of the best Republican presidents we've ever had.
The Idiot Nation: A friggin' stain on a blue dress. That's what captured our attention in the nineties--along with slow-moving Broncos, six-year-old strangled beauty queens, and Hugh Grant's dating habits.
Corporate America: There is no recession, my friends: No downturn, no hard times. The rich are wallowing in loot-and now they want to make sure you don't come a-lookin' for your piece of the pie.

The polls indicate that 60 percent of Americans are "upset or angry" about this land in which we now live--a land where crooked courts select the president and money rules the day. So if you're feeling the same way and you're wondering what's going to give out first--the economy, Dick Cheney's pacemaker, or your new VW Beetle--here's the book for you.