Sometime years from now some intrepid filmmaker is going to make a biopic about Samuel J. Wurzelbacher A.K.A Joe the Plumber who went from a little known tax dodging non-plumber to political hack to political correspondent to writer to singer to war correspondent to who knows what. The film will be a flipped Forrest Gump, a backwards Being There. Instead of the idiot savant who influences world affairs, it will be the savant idiot who finds himself constantly tossed into world events by people who think he is knowing, when in fact all he knows is how to capitalize on a moment. Of course in a scathing bit of irony, the filmmaker will use the story to castigate the very people who kept thrusting his hero into the limelight, and in doing castigate himself for making the film in the first place. It will be loved and hated by critics, as divisive as any film, and be nominated for awards but never win. And somewhere, wherever he is, Joe the Plumber will be grinning.