Kyle City Limits
by BRENDA STEWART
Driving home from a Christmas party Sunday night I glanced up as we approached Buda and saw a massive billboard on which green and white lettering read “Where’s The Birth Certificate?”. Surely, I thought, this could not be in reference to Obama after two years and thousands of inquiries into his legal status. A quick internet search substantiated my incredulousness.
Seems World Net Daily, an organization headed by chief executive officer Joseph Farah is behind the two-year-old national billboard campaign. The Buda sign, just north of the HEB, is the latest to be erected out of more than 50 billboards placed throughout the nation since 2009. They cost an average of $4,000 a month and Farah states that they have spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on this campaign and he’s actively soliciting donations to help defray his costs.
Let me see if I get this right, a member of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee who survived a searing presidential primary and campaign has not already been thoroughly vetted? The “Certification of Live Birth” from the state of Hawaii shows his full name “Barack Hussein Obama II,” his father’s race as “African” and his mother’s as “Caucasian” and his birth place as “Honolulu.” It has the official raised seal and signature stamp and has been verified and certified that it meets all of the requirements from the State Department for proving U.S. citizenship.
Interesting that Obama’s parents, gazing into the eyes of their newborn son, felt certain, as we all do, that their (Kenyan-born?) child would grow up to be the president of the United States. Luckily they were forward-thinking enough to place published announcements in both of Honolulu’s major newspapers (the Advertiser and the Star-Bulletin) documenting the birth, in Honolulu, of a son to “Mr. and Mrs. Barack H. Obama” on August 4, 1961. Crafty.
So, the “birthers,” who rank right up there with those conspiracy theorists who continue to insist that the whole “U.S. lunar landing” was a staged event and that the Holocaust was a misguided farce, have reared their ugly heads in our neck of the woods. For some reason they just can’t seem to let it go.
It must help to keep them from having to focus on the fact that Yes, Sarah, that “Hopey Changey” thing is actually working quite nicely. Adios, “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.” Welcome to the 21st century, America.
