Juicers, I have a confession: I’m one generation away from anchor babies. Both of my parents were, to use Lindsey Graham’s phrase, “dropped” here by their immigrant parents. If not for the 14th amendment, I’d be blogging from an undisclosed location, hiding from La Migra.
The press is already making a big deal about anchor baby Bobby Jindahl. Compared to him, I came over on the Mayflower, because his parents’ feet had barely touched our precious soil before his mom dropped him six months later. Of course, according to Jindahl’s spokesman, he’s not an anchor baby:
“By the way, the Governor’s mother was here as a permanent resident not on a student visa, which makes the question not just ridiculous but irrelevant,” he said.
Ridiculous my ass. Even birfers don’t dispute that Obama’s mother was a US citizen, so Jindahl has months if not years of explaining to do. Font checks of the original copies of that purported visa are just a start. And let’s not forget Alberto Gonzales.
But why stop at the anchor? TPaw, for example, is a generation or two from anchor babies, just like most residents of that part of the world. This really does call for a Congressional investigation.