Imagine my shock and horror to find out that neither I nor my sons are American citizens. I saw them born in this state and assumed that my parents had told me the truth about also being born here. Or were we switched at birth with foreigners?
Donald Trump loudly and vociferiously stated that the president’s “birth certificate” was not real because it was a certificate of live birth. “That’s not a birth certificate,” he said.
I could freeze the image on the TV screen of the “Certificate of Live Birth” of the president for close examination: It had the state seal of Hawaii and an impressed stamp and the usual information.
I dug out our birth certificates and, horrors, the official state documents of our births were “certificates of live birth.” We also had the decorative “Certificate of Birth” and “Birth Certificate” that the hospital hands out so you have something to take home, but these are not legal documents.
According to Trump, none of my family, or the rest of the people born in Washington, are U.S. citizens.
In my book, the D stands for dumb.