Posted on 03/02/2012 9:17:36 AM PST by Short Bus
Sheriff Joe Arpaio of Arizona is bound and determined to make sure we never forget the embarrassment of the birther movement. Most of us would love to put that ugly little racist blip in our history -- a time when conspiracy theorists and fools alike accused President Barack Obama of not being American. But Arpaio, a sheriff in Phoenix, Arizona, just won't give it up.
Can we say beating a dead horse, people? Sometimes it seems like certain politicians just do things to help out Stephen Colbert, Jon Stewart, and Bill Maher. After all, how else does anyone explain Arpaio's inane and insane assertion that Obama, a man who produced his birth certificate last year, isn't American?
See his ranting [here].
"Forgery or fraud may have been committed," says Arpaio. Ooooh no! Are ghosts and goblins real, too, Sheriff Arpaio? How about the Loch Ness Monster? Do you go visit old Nessie on your days off from enforcing the laws of Arizona?
In all seriousness, this is vile racism plain and simple. In a place like Arizona, it's no surprise -- after all, many politicians there (including Arpaio) hold rather Draconian views on immigration -- and it's disgusting. And it's getting old fast.
For all you doubters for whom book learning was apparently a challenge, here are the facts: President Barack Obama was born in Honolulu on August 4, 1961. He has produced both a certificate of live birth during the 2008 campaign and the long-form certificate last year. Neither has been disproved.
So why is this still going on? Arpaio seems like a joke, but, according to Obama campaign spokesman Ben LaBolt, Republican Presidential hopeful Mitt Romney doesn't think so. Yesterday LaBolt tweeted:
Romney has called Arpaio for his endorsement, his aides called "weekly" and Arpaio was his honorary Chair in 08.That's embarrassing. The fact is, most people agree Arpaio is a few cards shy of a full deck, but here we are still talking about him. Is this an alternate universe? Why am I guessing this guy is the type of person who stays at parties hours after they have ended asking for more chips and guacamole? Dude, the party is over, the ship has sailed, and you are beating a dead horse.
Sadly, there aren't enough cliched ways to say IT'S OVER to make it any clearer to this guy.
Yes, there are public schools in the competition as well, although not in our county. This particular contest - run, as I mentioned, by the state Natural Resources Commission - is not well known. Over in Gaston County, there was a series of classes covering all the topics at the natural history museum, so I guess they’ve had competitors there for a while. (Our kids went over for the classes.)
Weather Channel says it’s going to be a beautiful day at the site - upper 70s, scattered clouds. I’ll have Tom take sunscreen! He’s the darkest of our children, but this early in the year even he can get a serious burn if he’s out all day.
I feel sad for the poor, lonely gruntle, all alone among gasts and ruths.
(left to my own devices I would have gone with what my ex says about me, that I free-associate better than anyone she'd ever met outside of a mental institution)...
If it’s down to nutria or Burmese pythons, I think I’d take the mammal. And you could make warm hats from the pelts, if you’re not able to grow your own.
Just got an email saying Anoreth’s Breitbart t-shirt is on the way! Now she just has to arrive here to retrieve it, and also to buy her birthday handgun. (And get her tax return done ...)
On the subject of nutrition, a displaced Cajun Ass't SM has eaten water moccasin and copperhead (and who hasn't eaten rattlesnake). He said water moccasin's a survival food. Apparently wasn't very tasty. Don't know about Burmese python, although I probably could have thinned the menagerie by inviting him over with a shopping bag.
I haven’t eaten reptiles, myself, but Burmese pythons get so hugh that they could feed a lot of hungry people here in the Obamanation.
Bump
So today’s science lesson is, “Love Ozone!”
I had some exposure to people in institutions for the criminally insane. One expression remains fixed in my mind: “There’s a fine line between them what’s got the keys and them what aint.” In the words of the immortal Buzzy Dorne, “As you was befo’ you got like you is.”
Oh, dear. I didn’t notice the typso. Thanks for mentioning it. (He’ll never be able to read all this when he gets back. Doesn’t matter. He knows we’re here for him.) :)
Huh? What? Sprite? *mumbles* I prefer cream soda... unless
interdimensional Sprite is better than what we have now.
Noir visionary? Is that like when everything goes black? ;-)
I tried to call you to sing Happy Birthday...
Oh dear. No one answers for numbers we don’t immediately recognize.
Mother says no one called today, I don’t know what happened... our area
code changed years ago. Perhaps neither I nor my brother updated some
folks with the older number. :-/
I kind of slept in anyway *cough3PMcough*, you probably would’ve talked to someone else.
Ah. If your phone is ringing, pick it up...
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Happens to me when I forget to eat. Like lightning flashes, only in black.
Happy birthday! I hope you had cake!
Nah, no cake. The icing tends to be too sweet & makes
me sick. Birthdays were easier when I was 5 or 6.
Sushi? Fried chicken? Gruntle?
With Anoreth not here, we didn’t have cake today, but we have three more birthdays between now and next Friday. Going to be hard on the dieters ...
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