Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Where is the Birth Certificate?

We’re leaving Macon, Georgia, heading for Florida. Less than a half hour south on Interstate 75, we see a giant billboard: Where is the Birth Certificate? I had my laptop out, so I wrote this little response:

Behold, he came into the world and the world knew him not. Where is your birth certificate, the people demand. And he said unto them Woe unto you. I have no birth certificate. I am not born of a woman. Yea, as Adam and Eve were not born, I am not born. And they said unto him, forsooth. But you are a socialist. You feed the hungry and clothe the poor. He knelt down on the ground and wrote in the sand: Woe, woe, woe unto you---you rich Republicans. And he went across the sea in a boat.