Until somebody shows me the “long-form” birth certificate, I’m officially skeptical, and my B.S. Detector is beeping incessantly. Tools (any liberal) and dupes (e.g., Little Dougie Mataconis) are satisfied with the short form. But try taking the short form (which is ALL that he released so far) to get a passport, or for a military clearance, or even to DMV and see what you will get. Here’s a tip: that and $2.00 will get you a double shot of expresso at Starbucks.
Obama has fought off every effort to produce his “long-form” birth certificate. Until somebody can give me a good reason, I’m skeptical. Just. Do it. This is not partisan hatred causing me to Go Birth Certificate Truther. I’d rather not. I get branded enough as a lunatic, why would I want to give my critics more ammo? But this is just stupid, his stubborn refusal to release the birth certificate. And it makes me very suspicious.
And no, I have not fallen for the “The fact that Obama went to Pakistan in 1981 proves he did not have a U.S. Passport.” Factcheck.org debunked that, even though it made sense when it first came out.
Nope, the straw that broke this camel’s back, er resolve not to become a “Birther,” is the fact that the U.S. Military revoked a major’s orders to fight overseas rather than face the prospect of having a showdown to see if Obama would produce the “long form” birth certificate. The U.S. military does not back down from these types of fights–they throw people in jail for insubordination. And rightfully so. Because this type of insubordination is not going to go away, this is going to snowball. Either this was just somebody getting some assinine advice and backing down from a fight (a possibility that is impossible to ignore), or Obama has something to hide.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not swallowing the Kool Aid just yet. All I’m saying is that this has been allowed to fester way too damn long. Produce the birth certificate. Quit ducking and dodging. For your own sake, for the sake of military discipline, for the sake of people not thinking I’m looney. Yeah, do it for me. Just do it.