What the HELL is going on here? You would not BELIEVE the afternoon I just spent, playing ring-around-the-rosie with various Congressional Offices. Recently, in the news, I've encountered articles concerning a lawsuit underway in which access to Mr. Obama's birth certificate is being requested.
Sounds absolutely, totally, COMPLETELY ridiculous, right? After the phone calls I've made today, this Gentleman is no longer so sure about that. I need to apologize, first and foremost to those who made the argument on newsvine that he was NOT eligible. Every time I saw something of this nature, I would say that it was ridiculous...that there HAS to be an agency that an individual wishing to enter the Presidential Primary or General Election must provide documentation to, akin to what you and I must do in order to get a job. Right?
So I decide to attempt to verify this, for my own knowledge, and I call Senator Warner's office. They have a voice recording up talking about high volume of calls, and ask me to leave a voice message. So then, I call Senator Webb's office, and the gentleman does not know. He refers me to Pelosi's office, and the staffer there starts telling me about a copy of the birth certificate posted online and gets off the phone with me, very quickly.
So, after going to run a couple errands, I come back, and I call Senator Webb's office. The staffer refers me to Reid's office (Sen. Majority Leader), and the young lady blows me off. She tells me to call my Senator back, that he's supposed to look that kind of stuff up, and I inform her that my Congressman's office had asked me to call her office, that of Senator Reid, who was Senate Leadership. She says she doesn't know, and transfers me to the CAPITOL OPERATOR for help...much to the surprise of both myself, and the nice lady at the switchboard.
After I explain what's going on, the Operator is nice enough to give me Pelosi's office, who HUNG UP ON ME. For kicks and giggles, I then call Congressman Cantor (R-VA), the Minority Whip in the House of Representatives, hoping that I might perhaps get more assistance from the opposing party. After explaining my fun afternoon to him, and getting the same run-around, he refers me to the Federal Election Committee. The lady that answers listens to my question, and transfers me to the Information Division, and a sweet lady named Lei-Wan answers. (Lei, I hope I spelled that correctly). She listens, and I tell her how many people have sent me on a chase for a left-handed fly swatter, and she takes pity on me. She tells me she's about to transfer me to a Specialist, and this is the end-all, be-all person for my question. Tiffany, the specialist, then informs me that she deals with Political Campaign Disclosures and such, and has NO idea of the answer to my question...
At this point, I've got 30% more gray hair than I did this morning. I call my Senator, Jim Webb, one more time. I tell him that I've spoken to so many people it's ridiculous, and he knows who I am before I even finish explaining. I ask him to look up the answer to my question, and he takes my info, and says that I will receive a response in the mail, but refuses to give me an estimated time of arrival.
In desperation, as a member of the Campaign for Liberty, I turn to the office of Congressman Ron Paul. FINALLY, someone tells me that NO, there is NOT an agency that performs this function.
Oh. MY. GOD!
I feel like Timon, in Lion King. "WHAT'S GOIN' ON, HERE!?!?!?!?!?"
So much for an administration of transparency. So much for Hope and Change. So much for the citizen's desires.
America, brace yourselves. We're not that far away from bad times.