Do you ever get the feeling that Tea Party Republicans see the phrase “Ignorance Is Bliss” as a Mission Statement?
Showing posts with label Kansas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kansas. Show all posts

9/15/12

Montgomery wanted to start a dialogue. (Because he is a part of the Birthers Gone Wild Group)

Obama releases

 long-form birth certificate

Could the real truth be that a huge % of "birthers" don't have a clue that Hawaii is a part of the USA? -Mem

Kansas Republicans: We need to see Obama's birth certificate
September 14, 2012 1:55 PM

Updated 4:03 P.M. Eastern Time with Joe Montgomery dropping his petition. (See bottom.)

(CBS News) Kansas' Republican Secretary of State and two other Republican officials have determined that they do not have enough evidence to determine whether President Obama can appear on the Kansas ballot, the Topeka Capital-Journal reported.

Secretary of State Kris Kobach, Attorney General Derek Schmidt and Lt. Gov. Jeff Colyer said they need to review the president's birth certificate and other documents before they can respond to a complaint alleging that Mr. Obama is not a "natural born citizen."

4/22/11

Some stories belong in my scrapbook and some people belong in our hearts!-Mem

I can't even begin to tell you how much I admire Barack Obama's mother.  A little girl from Kansas had the courage to step outside of her comfort zone, risk the unknown, adventure into a world that most of us only hear about and gave life to an amazing little boy who dreamed of a world that could... and who became an amazing man who still gives us hope that we can! -Mem

Obama’s Young Mother Abroad
Published: April 20, 2011 By JANNY SCOTT  

The photograph showed the son, but my eye gravitated toward the mother. That first glimpse was surprising — the stout, pale-skinned woman in sturdy sandals, standing squarely a half-step ahead of the lithe, darker-skinned figure to her left. His elas­tic-band body bespoke discipline, even asceticism. Her form was well padded, territory ceded long ago to the pleasures of appetite and the forces of anatomical destiny. He had the studied casualness of a catalog model, in khakis, at home in the viewfinder. She met the camera head-on, dressed in hand-loomed textile dyed indigo, a silver earring half-hidden in the cascading curtain of her dark hair. She carried her chin a few degrees higher than most. His right hand rested on her shoulder, lightly.