This is not a 'memoir' or an 'autobiography'. It does not begin with 'I was born eleven days after Bill Haley and the Comets recorded the first rock-n-roll song, and two hours before Hank Aaron hit his first major league home run. Though both facts happen to be true, Michael Moore has stopped taking credit for either of them.

Before he became an Oscar-winning filmmaker and all-round thorn-in-the-side of corporate America, it turns out that throughout his life Michael Moore had an uncanny knack for showing up just where history was being made. One moment he's a lost eleven-year-old boy being found by Bobby Kennedy; the next, he's in a cemetery with a dazed and confused Ronald Reagan. He begins his first underground newspaper in fourth grade; sixteen years later, the police are raiding his printing office. On top of all that, he becomes one of the youngest elected officials in the country at eighteen-but not before planning a 'dry-run' escape to Canada with his stoner friends in case they get drafted to Vietnam. Fast-forwarding to 2003, his Oscar acceptance speech leaves audiences open-mouthed.