Death of a Myth (Hopefully)

Rumors are near impossible to kill. Part of this is the impossibilty of disproving the impossible. How do I know that Elvis is dead? The other part is that crazy people are going to be crazy people. Even if I dug up Elvis' grave and shoved the rotting corpse in a non-believer's face, I would be told that the body was a fake planted by extra terrestrials.

So it's hard to argue with the nutty. But for the good of the country, that's what Obama was trying to do today. He provided a long form birth certificate because his word, at least two newspaper announcements, eye witness accounts and a short form weren't enough to quell the nutty. Apparently it was easier to believe that his mother was living in Kenya, snuck him into Hawaii without any papers and managemd to forge official documents, eye witness accounts and a couple newspapers so that 47 years later, this foreign national could one day become leader of the free world.

Politically, it wasn't necessarily bad for Obama to ignore the nutty. It's easier to win elections against the nutty. I'm not sure why he chose to finally release it, but he might just be tired of answering questions about it. You can only call the nutty, the nutty so many times.

But I'm not sure the birther people are going away just yet. There were definite racial overtones in wanting to see his birth certificate. There are even more racial overtones in requesting all his transcripts. The implication is that he wasn't smart enough to get in either Columbia or Harvard without affirmative action. Now, that is definitely getting racial. And frankly, it really doesn't matter. This guy has proven time and time again, he's smarter than me and he's smarter than you. Really. It doesn't matter what his grades say and the nutty really shouldn't go there, but unfortunately, for the rest of us, I think they will.