tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085622190821744114.post3271737464149543860..comments2024-02-27T02:25:39.263-06:00Comments on Moxie Mama: Crazy Obama Conspiracy TheoryMoxieMamaKChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08476898618715285808noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085622190821744114.post-32800470146171663992008-12-09T16:09:00.000-06:002008-12-09T16:09:00.000-06:00Obama has it all over most adherents to these theo...Obama has it all over most adherents to these theories because he actually knows who his father was and it wasn't his mother's brother.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085622190821744114.post-800146711788942462008-12-09T10:40:00.000-06:002008-12-09T10:40:00.000-06:00Wickedly crazy--I think you hit the motherlode. I...Wickedly crazy--I think you hit the motherlode. I had an older brother that I used to antagonize with conspiracy theories because he was like "Mr. Spock" and very logic-minded. If he said something was blue, I made an argument it was red. Decades later he and his family moved nearby and finally we were together again. I harassed him that "man never was on the moon" and it became an ongoing hilarious dialogue. Of course I didn't believe the conspiracy I was backing, but seeing him turn red and get all animated was so worth it (he was a big brother who used to get me in the middle of pinecone fights with warring treefort building kids in the woods) Little girls never forget these things! Unfortunately, within a year, he was in a hospital bed dying and I visited him, bringing him a tape of Simon and Garfunkel (because I always said their song was a "Hazy Shade of Wisdom" instead of "Winter" and I confessed I'd been baiting him for years. He shook his head and laughed. "I knew it! I thought you were too smart to believe what you were saying, at least I hoped so." He chuckled. I then got up to leave the room when visiting hours were over and turned to him and said, "but we didn't go to the moon!" and then I winked! The last thing I heard from him was his laughter. Yeah, we need these "kooks" or where else would we get good laughs daily by an unending supply of close-minded, frightened, backwoods inbreeds?Sharon Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13609356325356264202noreply@blogger.com