With Jerome Corsi’s book, Where’s the Birth Certificate? setting records for plummeting sales, and World Net Daily having devolved back to the typewriter, the birther movement is over. We’ve turned the clock back to 2008 when the birthers were no more than a few nut cases with web sites and the news media completely ignored them.
Barack Obama brilliantly describes the end of the birthers in his book, Dreams from My Father, when he says:
I watched the man set the bird down, pinning it gently under one knee and pulling its neck out across a narrow gutter. For a moment the bird struggled, beating its wings against the ground, a few feathers dancing up with the wind. Then it grew completely still. The man pulled the blade across the bird’s neck in a single smooth motion. Blood shot out in a long, crimson ribbon. The man stood up holding the bird far away from his body, and suddenly tossed it high into the are. It landed with a thud, then struggled to its feet, its head lolling grotesquely against its side, its legs pumping wildly in a wide, wobbly circle. I watched as the circle grew smaller, the blood trickling down to a gurgle, until finally the bird collapsed, lifeless on the grass.