Heading back up to Pennsylvania on I81 we passed the presidential birthplace of Woodrow Wilson. I wouldn’t stop there except to piss on it, but it got me thinking about predidential birthplaces in general. We’re pretty much out of the era where people were typically born at home, which makes me ponder whether or not we’ll start renaming hospitals after the Presidents who were born there. We could, for example, have the George W. Bush Medical Center and Birthplace, or the Barack “We Swear He Was Born Here” Obama Memorial Hospital in Honolulu. The king of all birthplaces is the Bill Clinton birthplace in Hope, Arkansas, but that’s only because there’s a great BBQ shack right off the exit — only fitting for the nations first fast food president. If there was a strip joint next door it would be the most fitting monument to Bill Clinton there could be.