There’s no question that the “birth certificate” is a crude forgery. Setting aside all the digital artifacts of forgery, there’s the fact that the typefaces of, IIRC, six different typewriters appear on it. (Maybe it’s eight typewriters.) This means that a nurse or clerk at the hospital would have had to type various words or individual letters, running from typewriter to typewriter—all of different makes. If you think the “birth certificate” is an image of an actual paper form, filled out in 1961, then you have to believe in the trotting nurse or clerk, dashing from typewriter to typewriter.
OK, here’s what you have to believe in:
A pregnant teenage girl in the early 1960s who wants to fly to a foreign country(maybe not third world, but not exactly first world either)to have her first baby, away from her own mother and with strangers in a different culture.
The Honolulu Star Bulletin has a crystal ball and knows that this is one birth announcement that needs to be falsified.
In addition, the certificate of live birth which people were saying was not a legal document, just a souvenir, actually is a legal document. Mine is from Montana in 1956, but its probably similar. The thing with the footprints is actually a souvenir.
When I hear hoofbeats, I tend to think horses, not zebras, yes even in Kenya. This is my standard answer to all birthers, and all I will say on the subject.