I could walk across the street, and get hit by a car. Michael Moore would see it as I knew something, and the driver of the car whom was a dinner guest of a man who seen George W. Bush on TV once who was paid in some wierd way, to end my life.

The government would simply say that's not true, and the driver would say he was drunk. Michael Moor would still make a movie about it, and get a fat check.

Bipper