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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsNew Kind of Birtherism: Obama's mom was born male
Apparently, the usual GOP half-wits are distributing emails claiming Obama's mother was born male,all because her given name is STANLEY Ann Dunham:
http://www.snopes.com/politics/obama/stanley.asp
LiberalLoner
(9,762 posts)emotional and spiritual level.
Skinner
(63,645 posts)These people will believe anything about President Obama.
justiceischeap
(14,040 posts)kestrel91316
(51,666 posts)TrogL
(32,822 posts)dmr
(28,368 posts)4th law of robotics
(6,801 posts)that can't be real.
sinkingfeeling
(51,501 posts)dixiegrrrrl
(60,010 posts)kestrel91316
(51,666 posts)He was a staunch conservative, and even HE would find this stuff beyond offensive.
dawg
(10,626 posts)But I guess it isn't that much of a leap, considering what they already believe.
EFerrari
(163,986 posts)laundry_queen
(8,646 posts)EFerrari
(163,986 posts)Carol O'Connor, under suspicion. Jenny Field, sexual suspect.
lol
hifiguy
(33,688 posts)doesn't begin to express how elementally dumb this is.
Chorophyll
(5,179 posts)Science is a lie!
Cali_Democrat
(30,439 posts)PDJane
(10,103 posts)That's rare and unusual. Maybe it's the cross-contamination. This is beyond stupid, you know. Hell, my IQ is dropping just reading this crap.
EFerrari
(163,986 posts)at DU. Thank God I didn't know this before I started teaching or writing, lol.
appleannie1
(5,082 posts)bigtree
(86,026 posts)Although she used her middle name for the majority of her adult life, Dunham went by Stanley throughout grade school, the name that her father, who wanted a son, gave her.
Over the course of Dunhams short life - she died when she was in her early 50s - she went by four different names. Growing up it was Stanley Dunham. In college she was Ann Dunham. During her first marriage, to Barack Obamas father, she was Ann Obama. And after her second marriage she was Ann Soetoro.
Dunham died a few weeks short of her 53rd birthday, of uterine and ovarian cancer, two years before her son was elected to the Illinois state senate.
http://www.democraticunderground.com/1002681568
hifiguy
(33,688 posts)are denser than the center of a collapsed star. This little bit of unalloyed idiocy may have finally attained total perfection in the area of stupidity.
La Lioness Priyanka
(53,866 posts)seriously wtf
Lawlbringer
(550 posts)So is the argument that she's not really his mother at all? Or are people so hopelessly ignorant of biology?
GeorgeGist
(25,327 posts)kenny blankenship
(15,689 posts)Catch-22
Chief White Halfoat
'That's the virgin I'm telling you about. They were just a couple of young kids, and they'd been married, oh, a little over a year when they came walking into my office without an appointment. You should have seen her. She was so sweet and young and pretty. She even blushed when I asked about her periods. I don't think I'll ever stop loving that girl. She was built like a dream and wore a chain around her neck with a medal of Saint Anthony hanging down inside the most beautiful bosom I never saw. "It must be a terrible temptation for Saint Anthony," I joked-just to put her at ease, you know. "Saint Anthony?" her husband said. "Who's Saint Anthony?" "Ask your wife," I told him. "She can tell you who Saint Anthony is." "Who is Saint Anthony?" he asked her. "Who?" she wanted to know. "Saint Anthony," he told her. "Saint Anthony?" she said. "Who's Saint Anthony?" When I got a good look at her inside my examination room I found she was still a virgin. I spoke to her husband alone while she was pulling her girdle back on and hooking it onto her stockings. "Every night," he boasted. A real wise guy, you know. "I never miss a night," he boasted. He meant it, too. "I even been puttin' it to her mornings before the breakfasts she makes me before we go to work," he boasted. There was only one explanation. When I had them both together again I gave them a demonstration of intercourse with the rubber models I've got in my office. I've got these rubber models in my office with all the reproductive organs of both sexes that I keep locked up in separate cabinets to avoid a scandal. I mean I used to have them. I don't have anything any more, not even a practice. The only thing I have now is this low temperature that I'm really starting to worry about. Those two kids I've got working for me in the medical tent aren't worth a damn as diagnosticians. All they know how to do is complain. They think they've got troubles? What about me? They should have been in my office that day with those two newlyweds looking at me as though I were telling them something nobody'd ever heard of before. You never saw anybody so interested. "You mean like this?" he asked me, and worked the models for himself awhile. You know, I can see where a certain type of person might get a big kick out of doing just that. "That's it," I told him. "Now, you go home and try it my way for a few months and see what happens. Okay?" "Okay," they said, and paid me in cash without any argument. "Have a good time," I told them, and they thanked me and walked out together. He had his arm around her waist as though he couldn't wait to get her home and put it to her again. A few days later he came back all by himself and told my nurse he had to see me right away. As soon as we were alone, he punched me in the nose.'
'He called me a wise guy and punched me in the nose. "What are you, a wise guy?" he said, and knocked me flat on my ass. Pow! Just like that. I'm not kidding.'
'I know you're not kidding,' Yossarian said. 'But why did he do it?'
'How should I know why he did it?' Doc Daneeka retorted with annoyance.