Wall Street Journal Sizes Up Obama
A "deadly" article regarding Obama, at the Wall Street Journal, which
today is the most widely circulated newspaper in America.
by Alan Caruba
"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 outmaneuvered 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, 3 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.
A "deadly" article regarding Obama, at the Wall Street Journal, which
today is the most widely circulated newspaper in America.
by Alan Caruba
"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 outmaneuvered 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, 3 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.
We the people are coming!
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