Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Tuesday Night Music 3 29 11

you knew it was coming

So the word is that, after berating Obama for not producing a Birth Certificate, Trump was so energized to show up our President that he produced not one, but two -- just to show that Usurper how it's done.

This, of course, raises the question as to which one is the forgery.

It also calls into question any number of other facts. Are we sure the forged one is really forged, and not merely altered? Do we have the identity of people who turned it in on his behalf straight?

Was the improper one -- which may or may not be forged or simply altered -- really delivered by mistake, or is it part of a larger, more devious plot to confound eligibility skeptics?

I also note that his mother was born in Scotland. Does this not imply that she was, perhaps, not a citizen of the United States at the time of his birth, thus making him ineligible for the highest office in America?

I'm sure there are many who share my concerns. Perhaps they could join me in demanding that, in the interest of total disclosure, Mr. Trump also release his kindergarten records, driving school test scores, college transcripts, potty training details, and hair care specifics.

Especially that last one.

Of course, this is all politics as unusual. I fully expect Trump to break all records for trick shooting by nailing himself in the foot while it's in his mouth while his head's up his ass.

I also expect the Trump 2012 train to crash into a mountain, Wile E. Coyote style, when it becomes apparent that the only ideas he's brought to the electoral table involve being Donald Trump. Ross Perot, anyone?

(Where IS he, these days?)

But while we're awaiting the wreck, we have time to dance before the station explodes into matchsticks and hairspray. Tonight we can kick out the jams to a genuine one-hit-wonder: Re-Flex's The Politics of Dancing.

It may have said everything that needed to be said about politics in our age.


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