Help Trump Dump the Chump!

Help Trump Dump the Chump!

 - Jim O'Neill  

To give credit where it’s due, the idea for this article’s title came from an email a friend sent me.  I like the phrase “Help Trump dump the chump.”  What it lacks in sophistication, it more than makes up for with a certain je ne sais quoi.  Alliteration seldom sounded so good. 
Be that as it may—Ann Coulter “roved” herself badly Monday night on Sean Hannity’s show (I’ve coined the term “roved” in honor of Karl Rove, who repeatedly shot himself in the foot supporting a RINO in last year’s Senate race in Delaware).  Link

On Hannity’s show, Coulter (who is often quite sensible) carried on about the question of Obama’s eligibility as if it were a subject that no sensible person would ever dare bring up for risk of looking like some clueless Neanderthal—as if the question of Obama’s eligibility to be POTUS had been ordained by the gods, and carved in granite long, long ago.  Link

Coulter’s attitude is representative of the anti-birther “conservatives” who seem oblivious of the tsunami of public opinion headed their way.  Conservatives who are not prepared to surf the tsunami are going to be submerged, swept away, and sunk. Link

Donald Trump’s attack-dog pursuit of the eligibility issue is going to flush out faux conservatives, controlled opposition, and brain-dead idiots like you would not believe.  Link

Before briefly discussing the birth certificate issue let me stress this point—Obama’s eligibility to be POTUS does not hinge on his birth certificate.  There are a whole slew of unanswered questions, nefarious relationships, and outright fabrications surrounding Obama’s past.  The question that should be front and center is “Who the h%#@l is this guy?”  Link  
 
Be that as it may, the COLB (Certificate Of Live Birth) that has been haughtily waved in our face (figuratively speaking) as proof of Obama’s eligibility to be POTUS, does in fact prove nothing.  Leaving aside the question of its validity, Hawaiian COLBs are about as hard to come by as a fake ID in Bangkok.  I would get one myself to prove it to you, but then I would get arrested for breaking the law.  Link  Link

This absurd Kafkaesque scenario is worthy of a short play by Samuel Beckett:
Customs Inspector:  “May I see your passport please?”

Barack Obama:  “I will show it to you as soon as you prove that I do not have one.”
The curtain drops—finis.  The audience wants their money back. Link

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Born in June of 1951 in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Jim O’Neill proudly served in the U.S. Navy from 1970-1974 in both UDT-21 (Underwater Demolition Team) and SEAL Team Two.  A member of MENSA, he worked as a commercial diver in the waters off Scotland, India, and the United States. In 1998 while attending the University of South Florida as a journalism student, O’Neill won “
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First Place

” in the “Carol Burnett/University of Hawaii AEJMC Research in Journalism Ethics Award.”  The annual contest was set up by Carol Burnett with the money she won from successfully suing the National Enquirer for libel.