The orgies are over. If I want to see white trash acting like animals I'll watch an anti-healthcare rally.

She's a Borderline, he's the demonized child, and the husband is the non-Borderline who backs her up in the demonization of the kid because it keeps the heat off of him.

That you think she should submit it to some publishing house or whatever to see what happens.

What you'll really mean is "because then commenting upon it will be out of my hands."

What she'll hear is "because it's good enough to publish."

No harm in a rejection letter.

This doesn't affect my enjoyment of any of his films, but it is interesting as an adult watching Sixteen Candles on TBS and noticing that the male lead hands over his blacked out drunk girlfriend to a stranger (to her) with the clear instruction to go ahead and rape her because she'll never know it's not Jake.

I can put my hands on tons of photographs from my childhood, but not on the onion paper old timey looking birth certificate from the Jacksonville FL hospital where I was born in 1970.

This is because the photographs are with my grandparents, who took most of them. They are all from within the window of time during which my mother and I were living with my grandparents, like Obama and his mother lived with his.

My grandparents have stayed in the same place, but my mother moved around a lot, lots of marriages, and retained custody of me. She was flaky, to be honest, and any artifacts of my childhood that were of necessity entrusted to her (like that onion paper certificate) were lost. The artifacts that are with my grandparents are still with them.

The photographs Obama has provided from his childhood - and there are almost *no* photographs, notice you see the same 2-3 over and over - are ones that it looks like grandparents would take, and are from periods of time during which he and his mom were in Hawaii. It's natural that the stable grandparents would keep up with artifacts under their control, and the flaky mom would lose the ones under her control.

My birth certificate - the one I used to get my passport and my TS/SCI clearance - was generated from the now-digitized records of the State of Florida. That digitization began in the early 1980s.

The only thing abnormal in the Birther situation are the Birthers themselves. Everything else is obvious to people who work and function in the real world and have had to get their birth certificates. Since so many converted Birthers are elderly people and not particularly well off, it's understandable that they never, say, applied for a passport, and haven't had any need to get a birth certificate since state records began to be digitized. This is why they're easily confused on this point. The right knows exactly how to take advantage of the naivete of its constituency. Their constituency doesn't understand how the world works, so they don't know b*llsh*t when they see it.

Since the only reason you could possibly have to think it's okay to bother her again is the Facebook pic, let's address that.

First, people don't use Facebook profile pics to grab the attention of *people they have blocked and have never unblocked*. If she had unblocked you, you might have a case. You don't. Unless she actually imagines that you are making up new accounts just to get around her block and keep tabs on her, she would have no idea that you'd ever even see it.

Second, I'm not going to bother to test it out, but I believe that if you delete one of the pics in your profile pics folder, Facebook will use another pic from that folder instead of simply putting up the default no profile pic head silhouette. She may have just deleted one and not particularly cared what pic was used instead.

Finally, she's an artist. It's *her* painting, not yours. If she doesn't think about you very much (perhaps only when you're bothering her), she doesn't associate you with the painting anymore. If she's no longer mourning or connecting emotionally to the break-up, the painting is now just a painting. One she's proud of, perhaps.

I was born in Jacksonville, FL in 1970. A couple of years ago when applying for a passport, I had to get the state to send me my birth certificate because I lost the one my parents were given a very long time ago, like most people who have, you know...moved at least once. They sent me what Hawaii sent Obama, a certified copy. It's like when you lose your drivers license. The state sends you another one. It's not a copy of the first. It's as original as the first one because there is no such thing as "original" when everything is 0s and 1s - in other words, it's all on computer.

The birther thing relies upon a lack of understanding of the way the world works. People who have stayed in the same small town their whole lives may actually still know where the pretty picture version of the birth certificate given to their momma at the hospital is, and may actually think that's their real birth certificate (it's not). People who have had no need to use their birth certificate within the past decade or so may not know the way birth certificates, like other records, are stored and disseminated in the 21st century.

Frankly, I don't care what old people think. Show me one sincere "Birther" who is under the age of 40. "Sincere" is the stumper. There are plenty of people who *claim* to be this ignorant who are under 40, but they know better, they're just posing because it's to their advantage. Nobody under 40 who has access to the internet could possibly be that stupid and that backwards and analog in their understanding of the world.