HEY MIKE... IF YOU LOG IN

I posted this open letter yesterday to several Moore forums. The link will direct you to the most entertaining thread.



Dear Mike,

So it’s November 1st, and soon we’ll know if your modest, immediate dream has come true. And so, because as you put it so well, you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do whatever the consequences, I think this suspended moment in time is the best one, the right one - to thank you.

I know it's a secret, I know you don't want that, but I'm just one who considers you're more important than Bush, more important than Kerry, more important than the result of the election, for the force that lies in you and surges from you, what you are and what you do, the visions you've radiated and the ones you will impulse, those who need you and those who hate themselves through you, none of these will stop whatever America's fate, for you ARE America's fate.

For if it's a sea there'll be no land in sight and you'll still be there at the helm, if it's a sky there'll be no limit and you'll be the guiding star, if it's a forest the wolves will loom large and you'll be the fox who will fool them.

An artist in a propagandist's clothing, never so sharp and shrewd as when you pose as a dumbass, you had them believe you were big when you were alone, and you had us believe you were nothing much so as we could do it - so as we could do maybe the 1, 000th of what you do - and such is your magic that perhaps a few among us did - perhaps one or two dozens created some sparkles, planted some seeds of the reality we want to live in.

Son of Abbie Hoffmann, grandson of Thomas Paine, brother to all, father to none, you've made yourself cynical not to be slaughtered, you've tamed the media at the risk of your soul, you've sold and sold, you've talked and talked, and you're not down, and you're not hoarse, and you're still pure. You're a fountain of youth and a never-ending last stand, you are God's clown and the people's whore, you have the hunger of a thin man and the energy of a star, a true star - a wizard, one who turns hydrogen into helium - be blessed, be hailed, be saluted, and, most of all, give us always more of your tough love, and keep the haters and the tired skeptics at bay !

Yours in small and humble, but permanent and uncompromising revolution,

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