I get pretty involved in arguments with birthers and spend a lot of time here discussing the subject, but I don’t dream about birthers, until last night. Most of it is gone, but I remember snatches.
I was in an attorney’s office and we were on a conference call connected to a birther hearing somewhere. I was acting as a consultant to the attorney. One of the more obscure birther image “experts” was testifying, I think. I don’t remember the name. We had a laptop computer and I was holding up a copy of the birth certificate in front of its video camera. “Can you see this OK?”
The argument was pretty intense when all of the sudden music started playing. I thought that something had gone wrong with the conference call. The music was something like one might have heard at Ricky Ricardo’s club. Then judge interrupted, “we’re going to stop for a minute and everybody sing along.”
That was the end of the hearing. A fellow walked in and I mistakenly thought he was one of the attorneys. I said “why do they keep doing this after losing 150 lawsuits?” He said, "oh, I’m not one of the lawyers; I’m with the Berkeley Ambulance Service.”
Then I woke up.