I have this theory about Barack Obama
"I have this theory about Barack Obama. I think he's led a kind of
make-believe life in which money was provided and doors were opened because at
some point early on somebody or some group (George Soros anybody?) took a look
at this tall, good looking, half-white, half-black, young man with an exotic
African/Muslim name and concluded he could be guided toward a life in politics
where his facile speaking skills could even put him in the White House.
In a very real way, he has been a young man in a very big
hurry. Who else do you know has written two memoirs before the age of 45?
"Dreams of My Father" was published in 1995 when he was only 34 years
old. The "Audacity of Hope" followed in 2006. If, indeed, he did
write them himself. There are some who think that his mentor and friend, Bill Ayers, a man
who calls himself a "communist with a small 'c'" was the real
author.
His political skills consisted of rarely voting on anything that might
be deemed controversial. He went from a legislator in the Illinois
legislature to the Senator from that state because he had the good fortune of
having Mayor Daley’s formidable political machine at his disposal.
He was in the U.S. Senate so briefly that his bid for the presidency
was either an act of astonishing self-confidence or part of some greater game
plan that had been determined before he first stepped foot in the Capital.
How, many must wonder, was he selected to be a 2004 keynote speaker at the
Democrat convention that nominated John Kerry when virtually no one had ever
even heard of him before?
He out maneuvered Hillary Clinton in primaries. He took Iowa by
storm. A charming young man, an anomaly in the state with a very small black
population, he oozed "cool" in a place where agriculture was the
antithesis of cool. He dazzled the locals. And he had an army of volunteers drawn to a
charisma that hid any real substance.
And then he had the great good fortune of having the
Republicans select one of the most inept candidates for the presidency since
Bob Dole. And then John McCain did something crazy. He picked Sarah Palin, an
unknown female governor from the very distant state of Alaska . It was a ticket
that was reminiscent of 1984's Walter Mondale and Geraldine Ferraro and they
went down to defeat.
The mainstream political media fell in love with him. It was a
schoolgirl crush with febrile commentators like Chris Mathews swooning then and
now over the man. The venom directed against McCain and, in particular, Palin,
was extraordinary.
Now, 6 full years into his presidency, all of those gilded years
leading up to the White House have left him unprepared to be President.
Left to his own instincts, he has a talent for saying the wrong thing
at the wrong time. It swiftly became a joke that he could not deliver even the
briefest of statements without the ever-present Tele-Prompters.
Far worse, however, is his capacity to want to "wish
away" some terrible realities, not the least of which is the
Islamist intention to destroy America and enslave the West. Any
student of history knows how swiftly Islam initially spread. It knocked on the
doors of Europe, having gained a foothold in Spain.
The great crowds that greeted him at home or on his campaign
"world tour" were no substitute for having even the
slightest grasp of history and the reality of a world filled with really bad
people with really bad intentions. Oddly and perhaps even inevitably, his
political experience, a cakewalk, has positioned him to destroy the Democrat
Party's hold on power in Congress because in the end it was never about the
Party. It was always about his communist ideology, learned
at an early age from family, mentors, college professors, and extreme leftist
friends and colleagues.
Obama is a man who could deliver a snap judgment about a Boston
police officer who arrested an "obstreperous" Harvard professor-friend,
but
would warn Americans against "jumping to conclusions" about a
mass murderer at Fort Hood who shouted "Allahu Akbar." The
absurdity of that was lost on no one. He has since compounded this by calling
the Christmas bomber "an isolated extremist" only to have to
admit a day or two later that he was part of an al Qaeda plot.
He is a man who could strive to close down our detention
facility at Guantanamo even though those released were known to have returned
to the battlefield against America. He could even instruct his Attorney General
to afford the perpetrator of 9/11 a civil trial when no one else would ever
even consider such an obscenity. And he is a man who could wait three days
before having anything to say about the perpetrator of yet another terrorist
attack on Americans and then have to elaborate on his remarks the following day because his
first statement was so lame.
The pattern repeats itself. He either blames any problem on the Bush
administration or he naively seeks to wish away the truth.
Knock, knock. Anyone home? Anyone there? Barack
Obama exists only as the sock puppet of his handlers, of the people who have
maneuvered and manufactured this pathetic individual's life.
When anyone else would quickly and easily produce a birth certificate,
this man spent over a million dollars to deny access to his. Most other
documents, the paper trail we all leave in our wake, have been sequestered from
review. He has lived a make-believe life whose true facts remain hidden.
We laugh at the
ventriloquist's dummy, but what do you do when the dummy is President of the
United States .
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