Yesterday, I finished reading Stupid White Men. I didn’t enjoy it nearly as much as I thought I would. Michael Moore is great at ranting and raving, and he can often make his point in a humorous fashion. But this book contained very few really funny bits. Lots of cheap jokes, and lots of angst. To my mind, the best part was his solution to the situation in Northern Ireland (you’ll have to read it to find out what his solution was). Now I’m reading Prey by Michael Crichton.