Growing up in Chicago, I loved reading Roger Ebert's movie reviews in the Sun-Times, and then seeing him duke it out with Gene Siskel on their TV show. I often thought that Siskel was high-hatting Ebert, who seemed by far the more likable of the two.

I was fortunate enough to interview Ebert ten years ago for Progressive Radio and for the August 2003 issue of The Progressive magazine.

He wasn't arrogant at all, and he talked freely with me for about a half hour.

He made an extravagant claim: "Movies record human nature in a better way than any other art form," and then defended that assertion.

He mentioned several of his favorite political movies, including "Do the Right Thing," and "Hoop Dreams," and "Dead Man Walking," and "City of God."

He noted that "class is often invisible in America in the movies.... We don't have a lot of class-conscious filmmaking."

And he fervently defended the right of actors to express their views on social issues.

"Most Americans don't understand the First Amendment, don't understand the idea of freedom of speech, and don't understand that it's the responsibility of the citizen to speak out," he said. "If Hollywood stars speak out, oddly enough, the people who mostly seem to hear them are the rightwing, so that Fox News can put on its ticker tape in Times Square a vile attack on Michael Moore, and Susan Sarandon is a punch line." But Moore and Sarandon, he said, "are responsible and are saying what they believe." He added: "You know, if you're good enough to be the best actor of your generation, which is probably what Sean Penn is, you're probably not dumb. And anyone who's ever heard Susan Sarandon speak for a while knows that she's pretty smart."

He also defended his own right to speak out:

"I write op-ed columns for the Chicago Sun-Times, and people send me e-mails saying, 'You're a movie critic. You don't know anything about politics.' Well, you know what, I'm 60 years old, and I've been interested in politics since I was on my daddy's knee.... I know a lot about politics."

And he made an observation about the hostility he got from the rightwing. "When I write a political column for the Chicago Sun-Times, when liberals disagree with me, they send in long, logical e-mails explaining all my errors. I hardly ever get well-reasoned articles from the right. People just tell me to shut up. That's the message: 'Shut up. Don't write anymore about this. Who do you think you are?'"

Roger Ebert never backed down. When George W. Bush was President, Ebert said he acted like God was sending him in plays from the sidelines -- a perfect image for our deluded 43rd president.

And he kept cranking out the columns and the Tweets throughout his cancer bouts until he died, which I really admired.

He was a lovable man, with a child-like adoration for the movies, which he never lost.

Ten years ago, when we were through with that interview, I walked him back to his car, and I saw his license plate: "Movies."

If you liked this story by Matthew Rothschild, the editor of The Progressive magazine, check out his story "Rumsfeld's Distorting Mirror on Iraq."

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Trump's politics are not the problem.

The fiery Milwaukee Sheriff is on the shortlist to head the Department of Homeland Security.

By Wendell Berry

Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more 
of everything ready made. Be afraid 
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery 
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card 
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something 
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know. 
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord. 
Love the world. Work for nothing. 
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it. 
Denounce the government and embrace 
the flag. Hope to live in that free 
republic for which it stands. 
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man 
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers. 
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.

Say that the leaves are harvested 
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus 
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion—put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come. 
Expect the end of the world. Laugh. 
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts. 
So long as women do not go cheap 
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy 
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep 
of a woman near to giving birth? 
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie easy in the shade. Rest your head 
in her lap. Swear allegiance 
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos 
can predict the motions of your mind, 
lose it. Leave it as a sign 
to mark the false trail, the way 
you didn’t go. Be like the fox 
who makes more tracks than necessary, 
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

Wendell Berry is a poet, farmer, and environmentalist in Kentucky. This poem, first published in 1973, is reprinted by permission of the author and appears in his “New Collected Poems” (Counterpoint).

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