When you buy your next Almanac or history book, just scratch out the part that says Obama was born in Hawaii. That should solve the problem.
I have no problem. I’ve collated all the facts and evidence, and accept the inevitable conclusion. I also accept the fact that the world consists mostly of people like you, who couldn’t care less about the truth. As long as you feel comfortable that a judge would side with you, truth can rot. I get all that. Reality is what it is.
Fortunately, there is an ultimate Judge—and He cares about truth. That, too, is reality.