Posted on 03/02/2012 9:17:36 AM PST by Short Bus
Sheriff Joe Arpaio of Arizona is bound and determined to make sure we never forget the embarrassment of the birther movement. Most of us would love to put that ugly little racist blip in our history -- a time when conspiracy theorists and fools alike accused President Barack Obama of not being American. But Arpaio, a sheriff in Phoenix, Arizona, just won't give it up.
Can we say beating a dead horse, people? Sometimes it seems like certain politicians just do things to help out Stephen Colbert, Jon Stewart, and Bill Maher. After all, how else does anyone explain Arpaio's inane and insane assertion that Obama, a man who produced his birth certificate last year, isn't American?
See his ranting [here].
"Forgery or fraud may have been committed," says Arpaio. Ooooh no! Are ghosts and goblins real, too, Sheriff Arpaio? How about the Loch Ness Monster? Do you go visit old Nessie on your days off from enforcing the laws of Arizona?
In all seriousness, this is vile racism plain and simple. In a place like Arizona, it's no surprise -- after all, many politicians there (including Arpaio) hold rather Draconian views on immigration -- and it's disgusting. And it's getting old fast.
For all you doubters for whom book learning was apparently a challenge, here are the facts: President Barack Obama was born in Honolulu on August 4, 1961. He has produced both a certificate of live birth during the 2008 campaign and the long-form certificate last year. Neither has been disproved.
So why is this still going on? Arpaio seems like a joke, but, according to Obama campaign spokesman Ben LaBolt, Republican Presidential hopeful Mitt Romney doesn't think so. Yesterday LaBolt tweeted:
Romney has called Arpaio for his endorsement, his aides called "weekly" and Arpaio was his honorary Chair in 08.That's embarrassing. The fact is, most people agree Arpaio is a few cards shy of a full deck, but here we are still talking about him. Is this an alternate universe? Why am I guessing this guy is the type of person who stays at parties hours after they have ended asking for more chips and guacamole? Dude, the party is over, the ship has sailed, and you are beating a dead horse.
Sadly, there aren't enough cliched ways to say IT'S OVER to make it any clearer to this guy.
My Unbirthday is any day the shirts arrive! Although I’ve lost weight, I still like loose fitting shirts, and not the ones made for women — my shoulders are too broad.
I made an effort at this place and thought I was all done with cleaning it when the vacuuming was done. Alas. My vacuum died. I spent 40 minutes cleaning it out and dusting it off, and when I plugged it back in and turned it on, it just picked up the stuff, massaged it through the rollers and spit it out the other side.
*sigh*
The inspectors will just have to gig me if they don’t like it. Or buy me a new vacuum.
Guess I will sweep the carpet from now on, since I have two brooms. And I don’t know why...
Have you seen a “carpet sweeper,” which is a non-electric carpet-cleaning thingie? We have one at church, and Mr. Charles, who is like 90, sweeps up with it.
What’s your size, then? The adult-small fits Sally, so that can’t be you (or me), but I could get you a Breitbart shirt. Sally lacks the political controversialness to get the most out of it. Maybe Pat ... he could intuit it, and wear the shirt to the polls ...
Get us an address, ALREADY!
The current plan is May.
Don’t pawn off my shirt I need that.
Put the money toward a couple boxes of .45 pistol ammo, make sure its centerfire primers, no hollowpoints.
I had a carpet sweeper in the early ‘90’s, and when I began working for the county, I bought a Hoover. It died about a year after I moved in here, so I bought a $50 Bissell at Walmart. I couldn’t see spending any more than than for place this small. I’ll have time to look for one tomorrow, while I’m waiting for customer service to open.
XL or XXL. I can wear a Large, but they aren’t comfy on my boobs.
Here’s another:
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/2867117/posts
or maybe:
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/2865756/posts
You can have the shirt - one wear on Sally and then through the wash - but your tax return is due April 15. Either mail me a W2 in the RIGHT NOW time frame, or do it yourself at the base helping-folks office. But you’ll need the 1099 information I have.
You can’t skip this, you really can’t.
Nevermind, your dad had your W2 after all. We’ll file your federal and state, but you get to do it next year, or you’ll be like Uncle Russ, 48 and Mom still doing his taxes.
I told you.
This would be the eponymous Mom, would it not?
My mom, OldTax-lady. She controls my brother’s money, instead of his wives doing it.
I wonder if she would be interested in adopting someone.
Heh. We had a movie night for our mid-highs and senior highs at church, and those from two other churches. The movie was The Princess Bride.
When the youth arrived there was a table with "Hello, my name is" name tags from Staples; however, all of the name tags already been filled in just like that t-shirt.
The youth who had never seen the movie didn't understand why they had to wear the tag . . . but eventually they figured it out.
Reboot. Most of them figured it out. We explained it to Andrew. We explain everything to Andrew.
That one’s been pinged a few times...
Does anybody have the code for the moving van anyway?
It's possible ... my brother and I are like unto being Disappointments.
Just copy from a previous operation. I think Sionnsar would open several tabs, each at a different step, and then set them into operation one after another.
Remember to modify the addresses as needed!
That way, the whole move takes place without interrupting posts to spoil the sequence.
The big question is, who's going to put the bell on the cat?
If you’re a disappointment, Einstein is an Andrew.
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