Born in Kenya

May 17, 2012 Dear Mr. Obama, From this point forward, all of these letters will be addressed to you as “Mr.” Because, in light of the most recent evidence of you being born in Kenya, you are not the President of The United States of America, any more than Elizabeth Warren is an Indian or I’m related to Aaron Burr.  You’re an illegal.  That’s a problem.  In fact if you had an ounce of character you would resign tomorrow, and we would swear in Mr. Biden to replace you. Then we would follow the correct procedure to obtain a new Vice President until such time as an election could be held.  In fact the President ought to be John F. McCain.  That campaign blew it.  Their job was to make sure this did not happen.  Who ever was responsible for that should never work another day in his/her life in politics.  Printing is fascinating stuff let’s talk about it a bit. Printing in the past was not the simple task it is today.  Today one can sit in their office and spew forth whatever they think.  Then post it.  Then have a wide ranging public conversation.  In the past, though, one had to set copy, or cold copy, one had to get multiple approvals to make sure what was to be printed was accurate, one had an editor and a hypertensive art department, not to mention a Pantone color book that was used to be certain that the right color was reproduced.  They even had a machine that would verify the color on both ends so that the accuracy of the output was properly maintained.  It’s a crying shame they did not have that for Hawaiian birth certificates. It’s tough for me to imagine a man or a political party that is so craven for power that they would put so much at risk to attain it, wasting vast quantities of wealth, and then to keep it with so many lives on the line, continue to lie.  That’s beyond wrong.  It’s almost evil.  Think of what the world is facing right now?  The Euro is going away.  Islam is taking it’s own sweet time in reforming itself.  The worlds governments have borrowed, and spent, trillions on empty cities in Communist China, and solar power companies and coal cars, better known as the electric car!  But now this, we have a walking, talking, card board cut out of an impostor operating as if he is the President of the United States giving orders to the military to take people’s lives, albeit in defense of this nation, but that doesn’t make it lawful. I may be a nut for saying all of this, but you obviously know it is true, or you would never have signed off on that copy.  As for signing off on it.  Somewhere in some dusty file cabinet is your “John Hancock” on a blurb that states you were born in Kenya. I’m not nuts, any more, then you are The President of The United States of America, and I can prove it, can you? Respectfully, Joe Doakes