Much Ado About Birthing

I remember throwing temper tantrums to which my mother would respond by ignoring me. She wasn't trying to spite me. She was refusing to validate bad behavior. The effect it had on me was that it made me madder. So I had a little joy watching Obama ignore the rants of the torch-wielding maniacs who were trying to bust his presidential balls by challenging his Americanness. Logically I was disappointed when I heard Obama had acquiesced by producing the long-form birth certificate they were asking for. 

I felt that he had given in at first. He had just cut the crust off their PB&J. I felt that he had given in by doing what would make them happy. Then I laughed. Happy? The only thing that would make these people happy was if Obama died. Obama was not trying to make them happy. A more likely scenario was that Obama took the lemons life was giving him, made lemon juice and then threw it in the eyes of Donald Trump, the Republican Party.

Obama has a way of looking too conciliatory on the surface. To the unskilled he seems like a real pushover, but the guy knows how to play political judo. Don't think that he didn't plan how he was going to roll out his birth certificate. He rightly played dignified statesman as the birthers got more shrill. A few weeks with Trump leading the fray and the dignified statesman grudgingly gave them what they asked for, but it was more than they bargained for. Now what? Will we all settle down and love Obama? Not by a long shot.

Hateful kooks don't just put their pitchforks down and walk away. While Obama's most coveted demo, the independents/squishy centrists roll their eyes with fatigue at the character assassins, Birther Nation will find another level to drag themselves down to. While they find gratification in keeping their assault alive the rest of the country will be moving on. 

Come 2012 when the Republican Party establishment tries to focus on less repulsive indignations to hurl at Obama, the Birther-Tea rank and file will keep the citizenship issue alive. It will force the eventual Republican candidate to publicly snub the mob. That is assuming they can find someone like Mitch Daniels or Chris Christie who have stayed above the shit pile to run. They'll toss Haley "Mistersissippi" Barbour on the ticket as a bone to the fringe, hoping his conservative bona fides matched with his deep drawl will soothe the rebuke somewhat. It's about their only chance of controlling the craziness. If that doesn't work we get four more years of "let's see Obama's medical records" or something equally ridiculous. 

Now that this chapter is over, I will confess that I thought Obama was lying too. First, I was hoping for something intriguing. Maybe his real name was Barack Lindbergh or Barack Romanov. Second, how can this guy only be going on 50? He looks young but he has the mature temperament you would expect of an older man, say, the age of Donald Trump. Ironically, Trump has the temperament of a younger woman, say, the age of Sarah Palin. Palin showed the full potential of her own constitution when she made the Gabby Gifford shooting about her. 

Having a bad hair life

At least Palin keeps her ugliness on the inside. I can't see how people can trust a millionaire who chooses to look like a cheap fishing lure rather than invest in proper hair restoration, if not just simply age gracefully. Apparently he chooses his battles like he chooses his appearance - ill-advisedly. A Trump candidacy will be a series of his pissing matches with various celebrities. Clearly winning.