No Joy in Birtherstan - Judge Carter Rules to Dismiss!

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Birthers on that day;
The score stood four to nil, with but one more case to play,
And then when Barnett got dismissed, and Kerchner's Judge did the same,
A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, "If only Orly could but get a whack at that
We'd put up even money now, with Orly at the bat."

Oh we would, would we? I don't think so. This just in, by way of Oh For Goodness Sake: Orly Taitz's case before Judge Carter has just been dismissed

Plaintiffs have encouraged the Court to ignore these mandates of the Constitution; to disregard the limits on its power put in place by the Constitution; and to effectively overthrow a sitting president who was popularly elected by “We the People”–over sixty-nine million of the people. Plaintiffs have attacked the judiciary, including every prior court that has dismissed their claim, as unpatriotic and even treasonous for refusing to grant their requests and for adhering to the terms of the Constitution which set forth its jurisdiction. Respecting the constitutional role and jurisdiction of this Court is not unpatriotic. Quite the contrary, this Court considers commitment to that constitutional role to be the ultimate reflection of patriotism.

You can read the decision here, at Salon.

You can also see how Judge Carter has slowly gone from hero to evil Obot in their eyes here.

And, just for more yuks - the news that, within the last week, the Birthers got Rick-Rolled - HARD.

(The fact that the Freepers kept posting about it being true even after a few of them realized the joke was the icing on that cake for me.)

As of this writing, Orly Taitz has melted down on her blog, and Alan Keyes has yet to comment on his.

What a long, strange trip this has been! And something tells me that it isn't over yet.

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and little children shout;
But there is no joy in Birtherstan - mighty Orly has struck out.

(With apologies to Ernest Lawrence Thayer) ; )