Regarding the enigmatic Obama, there are many theories percolating to understand his modus operandi. Maybe he's a warrior righting the colonialist wrongs of his father. Or perhaps he's a fiery radical, à la Bill Ayers, raging against the system. Some people conjecture that Obama is a closet Muslim, trying to unleash sharia law on the United States.
While Obama appears to sympathize with all of the above, he doesn't embody
the warrior spirit. A freedom-fighter has fire in his belly; he burns with an inner combustion, even though his cause may be twisted.
the warrior spirit. A freedom-fighter has fire in his belly; he burns with an inner combustion, even though his cause may be twisted.
Bill Ayers, for instance, got down and dirty by bombing the New York City Police Department, the Capitol, and the Pentagon. Van Jones served time in jail during the Rodney King riots.
But Obama the warrior? I don't see it. He's a poser and a posturer, a blank screen on which others project their fantasies. Obama does not embrace his father's dreams, nor does he have many of his own.
He's just Barry, an orphan with no country, the perennial outsider. A loner who prefers his own company or the anonymity of crowds. In clinical terms, he may be a "secret schizoid" -- outwardly engaged but, in actuality, uneasy around people.
Obama comforts himself with pleasures -- parties, golf, vacations. He's easily tempted by the allure of wealth and power. Through his affiliation with the slumlord, Tony Rezko, he and Michelle acquired a mansion.
Where was Obama's righteous indignation when black tenants endured rat-infested, unheated apartments? Where was Obama's towering passion when he cavalierly eliminated the D.C. school voucher program? As for his father, if Obama is ablaze with Barack Sr.'s spirit, why did Junior skip the man's funeral, and why did he allow Dad's family to live in squalor?
Obama is no warrior. He's the middleman, the closer. This country has had a date with destiny since the radical Left began spreading its poison decades ago. Obama is simply the empty suit brought in to close the deal.
Obama doesn't have the fire, or the cojones, as Palin memorably phrased it, to be a revolutionary. He likes his arugula and his fine wine. He will not get his manicured fingers dirty.
Like Cloward and Piven, he's another version of the carrier syndrome, a sort of Typhoid Barry. He gestures with his middle finger about Hillary and whips the crowd into a frenzy. Or he cajoles people to hit back hard, and maniacs beat up conservatives.
Obama sneers that Cambridge cops practice racism, and voilà, attacks against police burgeon. He demonizes the banks, and AIG employees receive death threats.
Obama doesn't lose his cool. Aside from the occasional passive-aggressive comment (for instance, saying snidely that Rush Limbaugh can play with himself), he's composed. Obama knows his role well. It was conceived and crafted before he was even born.
Unlike Mary, Obama is a carrier not of typhoid, but of something much worse -- the sickness of hatred. He mesmerizes the masses with his magnetic charm. He casts a hypnotic spell over the desperate and forlorn.
They become the warriors. With the snap of the hypnotist's finger, they'll do the dirty work for him.
Most cult leaders wind up dead or imprisoned. Just think; all this misery in a scant 18 months, and sometimes it seems the lad is just getting started, but a great many of us hope his salmonella-impregnated feathers will be clipped soon.
When we regain the House, then the Senate, the next great American hope will be the investigation, then prosecution of those who've aided and abetted the most prolific terrorist in American history. He's stupid because he believes himself immune from the wrath of civilization, but like ALL international criminals eventually the gig is up. Make no mistake about this, he's not going down easily, though, cornered rats rarely do
Awaiting his comeuppance with bated breath.
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