As a black woman, if I looked like Michael Moore (aka frump boy), there is no way in this society I would be accepted visually by the media in such epic proportions. It seems at times, women in media are relegated to radio, authorship, and other behind-the-scenes work if they aren't almost model-like pretty, and don't you dare let us get (she gasps) a wrinkle, because then it would be all over.

However, the increasingly decrepit looking Dan Rather still gets paying gigs. If in 15 or so years when Barbara Walters' face lift wears off, she is still on television, I'll be very impressed. I'm not complaining, just observing. Sad to say, I understand this phenomenon quite well.

But in the case of Michael Moore, he is the poster-child for widely accepted frumpiness. It is rather ironic that he has the nerve to caution our country on the evils of overconsumption. So anyway, it was announced Wednesday he just got another book deal.

Reassuring us that indeed the entire publishing industry is about dollars and not content, Simon & Schuster have signed him up to publish two new books. And as if you could expect anything different from our dear lying propagandist, both books are due out before election this fall. As predicted, the first is a companion to Moore's latest controversial film titled, "The Official 'Fahrenheit 9-11' Reader". Quite frankly, I'm thinking you could get the same effect reading used toilet paper tissue (did you cringe when you read that like I did when I wrote it?). The second book will be a collection of letters written to Moore from U.S. troops in Iraq called, "Will They Ever Trust Us Again".

Admittedly, part of me is curiously interested in all the second book entails. Too bad Moore doesn't get my cash. Surely the public library will stock a few. If not, there's always theft.