Why Does Michelle Hate Whitey?

Well, Rev. Right over at America is an Obamanation has HIS theory of why Michelle Obama hates Whitey, and a it’s fairly plausible one, but it’s not the only theory out there. Let’s explore some alternative explanations:


Lactose intolerant:
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Thinks competitive sports damage children’s self-esteem:
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Once dated a mechanic who loved his car more than her:
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Doesn’t trust fast-talking men:

Musophobic:
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All cookbooks are useless to her unless every recipe starts with “take the batteries out of the smoke alarm”:
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Reminds her of the Clintons:
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Once when Barack was angry, he stuffed her in a tire and rolled her down a hill:
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Who DOESN’T hate the Yankees?:
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A mall without a shoe store? Blasphemy!:
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Why don’t they just call it the “Happy Klan Hat”?:
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Causes problems even an overdose of Beano can’t prevent:
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Just sick of being kept down by The Man:
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Who’s up for some Whitey’s?
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President Barry Dunham?

Jim Geraghty has been a big party-pooper by poking holes in the idea that there is a tape out there with Michelle Obama ranting about whitey, but now he’s floating out the idea that there is something embarrassing in Barack Obama’s Hawaii birth certificate. Obama won’t release it to the public, so it seems like he is hiding something. The most plausible of the possible mini scandals is that his birth name is much more vanilla that his name now, making him a bit of poseur.
My guess on what he’s hiding: He was originally born a girl.
UPDATE:
Apparently Kos put out a scan of his birth certification which has nothing interesting on it and thus spoils our fun. Well, phooey.
So why is the Obama campaign communicating through that mentally unstable goober?

Explosive Wuss

Harry Reid is trying to spread the rumor that McCain has an explosive temper, but do you get feeling that the guy is such a little wimp that everything just seems like a scary explosive temper to him? I mean, if you look up “dickless” in the dictionary, there’s a picture of Harry Reid right next to it smiling like a goober. I bet if you’re around him and you raise your tone of voice even slightly or make one movement faster than the norm, Reid will wet his pants and scream, “Explosive temper! Don’t hurt me!”
Really, if McCain had an explosive temper, wouldn’t Reid be dead? I’m angry just hearing about him. Being around that slimy weasel should provoke about anyone to a violent outburst.

The Post Turtle

Reader TJ sent in this joke and illustration, and I thought I’d share:
The Post Turtle
An old Texas Rancher got his hand caught in a gate while working his cattle. He wrapped the hand in a bandana and drove his pickup to the doctor. While stitching him up, the doctor asked what he thought about Barack Obama.
The old rancher said, “Well, ya know, Obama is a Post Turtle.”
“What’s a Post Turtle?” asked the doctor.
The old man drawled, “Well, sometimes when you’re driving down a country road, you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top. That’s a Post Turtle.”
He looked up and saw a puzzled look on the doctor’s face, so he continued:
“You know he didn’t get there by himself, he doesn’t belong there, he doesn’t know what to do while he’s up there, and you just want to help the poor dumb thing get down.”