Barack Obama is lying about not being friends with Bill Ayers...

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Anyone thought to ask how long Michelle and the lovely and gracious terrorist bomber Mizz Dorn have been friends?

I didn't think so...



NA!, Na, na..., I don't say Gawd Bless America, I say Gawd-Damned AmeriKKKa...

Obama, Ayers, Dorn, Michelle, all have the same goal, the radicalization, socialization and take-over of first our schools, and then our political structure in the vain attempt to create yet another People's Paradise in the mold of Che, Fidel, and Hugo...

Barack Obama is lying, and he knows it, remember, this is all about just a handfull of votes in two, maybe one state now...

He needs to fool some of the people for four short weeks, and then all hell can break loose, gawd knows the party will and then the masks, clothes, and inhibitions will fall off and then the Democrats will get to see what I've been seeing;

The Berkeley Generation doing what they set out to do, first as Weathermen and Black Panthers, now as a successful lawyer and gentile professor of education. That's the difference between radicals before and after "mentoring."

Michelle hooked up Barack with his mentor Bill Ayers and his preacher, the Rev'rund Wright. I think Barack found Rezko on his own, or Ayers may have made the introduction when he held Barack's coming out party (a favor Barack repaid by blurbing Bill's book).

So, tonight we're gonna party like it's 1999...

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

My only question is, is it just too boring to show all the financial links, group ties and common agendas between these two?

 

[RobDownSouth]

McCain continues to circle the drain...

while the Cap'n pathetically bleats "William Ayers! William Ayers! William *sob* Ayers!"

AJ? America has stopped listening to you.

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Hey, Throb, you think Obama actually wrote his own book?

Prior to 1990, when Barack Obama contracted to write Dreams From My Father, he had written very close to nothing. Then, five years later, this untested 33 year-old produced what Time Magazine has called -- with a straight face -- "the best-written memoir ever produced by an American politician."


The public is asked to believe Obama wrote Dreams From My Father on his own, almost as though he were some sort of literary idiot savant. I do not buy this canard for a minute, not at all. Writing is as much a craft as, say, golf. To put this in perspective, imagine if a friend played a few rounds in the high 90s and then a few years later, without further practice, made the PGA Tour. It doesn't happen.


And yet, given the biases of the literary establishment, no reviewer of note has so much as questioned Obama's role in the writing, then or now. As the New York Times gushed, Obama was "that rare politician who can write . . . and write movingly and genuinely about himself." These accolades matter all the more because Obama has built his political persona around his presumably superior intellect, Dreams being exhibit A.


Shy of a confession by those involved, I will not be able to prove conclusively that Obama did not write this book. As shall be seen, however, there are only two real possibilities: one is that Obama experienced a near miraculous turnaround in his literary abilities; the second is that he had major editorial help, up to and including a ghostwriter.


The weight of the evidence overwhelming favors the latter conclusion and strongly suggests who that ghostwriter is. In that this remains something of a work in progress, I am willing to test my hypothesis against any standard of proof and appreciate any and all good leads.


In my career in advertising and publishing, I have reviewed the portfolios of a thousand professional writers, all of them crowded with writing samples, but only a handful of these writers would have been capable of having a written a book as stylish as Dreams. I have also written a book on intellectual fraud, Hoodwinked, and examined any number of bogus biographies that excited the literary left to the point of complicity, Edward Said's and Rigoberta Menchu's prominent among them, Menchu winning a Nobel Prize for hers. Obama's ascent seems to follow a century-old pattern.


Tracing Obama's literary ascent is complicated by what Politico.com calls a "scant paper trail." That trail begins at Occidental College whose literary magazine published two of Obama's poems -- "Pop" and "Underground" -- in 1981. Obama calls it some "very bad poetry," and he does not sell himself short. From "Underground":


Under water grottos, caverns


Filled with apes


That eat figs.


Stepping on the figs


That the apes


Eat, they crunch.


The apes howl, bare


Their fangs, dance . . .



It would be another decade before Obama had anything in print and this an edited, unsigned student case comment in the Harvard Law Review unearthed by Politico. Attorneys who reviewed the piece for Politico described it as "a fairly standard example of the genre."


Of note, Politico reporters Ben Smith and Jeffrey Resner observe that "the temperate legal language doesn't display the rhetorical heights that run through his memoir, published a few years later."


Once elected president of the Harvard Law Review --more of a popularity than a literary contest -- Obama contributed not one signed word to the HLR or any other law journal. As Matthew Franck has pointed out in National Review Online, "A search of the HeinOnline database of law journals turns up exactly nothing credited to Obama in any law review anywhere at any time."


A 1990 New York Times profile on Obama's election as Harvard's first black president caught the eye of agent Jane Dystel. She persuaded Poseidon, a small imprint of Simon & Schuster, to authorize a roughly $125,000 advance for Obama's proposed memoir.


With advance in hand, Obama repaired to Chicago where he dithered. At one point, in order to finish without interruption, he and wife Michelle decamped to Bali. Obama was supposed to have finished the book within a year. Bali or not, advance or no, he could not. He was surely in way over his head.


According to a surprisingly harsh 2006 article by liberal publisher Peter Osnos, which detailed the "ruthlessness" of Obama's literary ascent, Simon & Schuster canceled the contract. Dystel did not give up. She solicited Times Book, the division of Random House at which Osnos was publisher. He met with Obama, took his word that he could finish the book, and authorized a new advance of $40,000.


Then suddenly, somehow, the muse descended on Obama and transformed him from a struggling, unschooled amateur, with no paper trail beyond an unremarkable legal note and a poem about fig-stomping apes, into a literary superstar.


To be sure, it is not unusual for successful politicians to hire ghostwriters -- John McCain gives due credit to Mark Salter for his memoir, Faith of My Fathers -- but it is highly unusual for unknown young Chicago lawyers to hire ghostwriters.


I have attempted to contact Dystel by phone and email without success. It is highly unlikely she refashioned the book, and Osnos admittedly did not. If my suspicions are correct, the ghost on this book shared many of Obama's sentiments, spoke his language and spent considerable time reworking the text.


I bought Bill Ayers' 2001 memoir, Fugitive Days, for reasons unrelated to this project. As I discovered, he writes surprisingly well and very much like "Obama." In fact, my first thought was that the two may have shared the same ghostwriter. Unlike Dreams, however, where the high style is intermittent, Fugitive Days is infused with the authorial voice in every sentence. What is more, when Ayers speaks, even off the cuff, he uses a cadence and vocabulary consistent with his memoir. One does not hear any of Dreams in Obama's casual speech.


Obama's memoir was published in June 1995. Earlier that year, Ayers helped Obama, then a junior lawyer at a minor law firm, get appointed chairman of the multi-million dollar Chicago Annenberg Challenge grant. In the fall of that same year, 1995, Ayers and his wife, Weatherwoman Bernardine Dohrn, helped blaze Obama's path to political power with a fundraiser in their Chicago home.


In short, Ayers had the means, the motive, the time, the place and the literary ability to jumpstart Obama's career. And, as Ayers had to know, a lovely memoir under Obama's belt made for a much better resume than an unfulfilled contract over his head.


For simplicity sake, I will refer to the author of Dreams as "Obama." Without question, he contributed much of the book's raw material, especially the long-winded accounting of events and conversations, polished just well enough to pass muster. The book's fierce, succinct and tightly coiled social analysis more closely matches the style of Fugitive Days, a much tighter book.


Ayers and Obama have a good deal in common. In the way of background, both grew up in comfortable white households and have struggled to find an identity as righteous black men ever since. Just as Obama resisted "the pure and heady breeze of privilege" to which he was exposed as a child, Ayers too resisted "white skin privilege" or at least tried to.


"I also thought I was black," says Ayers only half-jokingly. As proof of his righteousness, Ayers named his first son "Malik" after the newly Islamic Malcolm X and the second son "Zayd" after Zayd Shakur, a Black Panther killed in a shootout that claimed the life of a New Jersey State Trooper.


Tellingly, Ayers, like Obama, began his career as a self-described "community organizer," Ayers in inner-city Cleveland, Obama in inner-city Chicago. In short, Ayers was fully capable of crawling inside Obama's head and relating in superior prose what the Dreams' author calls a "rage at the white world [that] needed no object."


Indeed, in Dreams, it is on the subject of black rage that Obama writes most eloquently. Phrases like "full of inarticulate resentments," "unruly maleness," "unadorned insistence on respect" and "withdrawal into a smaller and smaller coil of rage" lace the book.


In Fugitive Days, "rage" rules and in high style as well. Ayers tells of how his "rage got started" and how it evolved into an "uncontrollable rage -- fierce frenzy of fire and lava." Indeed, the Weathermen's inaugural act of mass violence was the "Days of Rage" in 1969 Chicago.


As in Chicago, that rage led Ayers to a sentiment with which Obama was altogether familiar, "audacity!" Ayers writes, "I felt the warrior rising up inside of me -- audacity and courage, righteousness, of course, and more audacity." This is one of several references.


The combination of audacity and rage has produced two memoirs that follow oddly similar rules. Ayers describes his as "a memory book," one that deliberately blurs facts and changes identities and makes no claims at history. Obama says much the same. In Dreams, some characters are composites. Some appear out of precise chronology. Names have been changed.

Jack Cashill
http://www.americanthinker.com/2008/10/who_wrote_dreams_from_my_fathe_1.html

 

[Sean]

The weight of the evidence overwhelming favors the latter conclusion and strongly suggests who that ghostwriter is. In that this remains something of a work in progress, I am willing to test my hypothesis against any standard of proof and appreciate any and all good leads.

Sorry, you don't get to critique others' literary skills while making fuck ups like that.

Fail.

 

[RobDownSouth]

Hey, Throb, you think Obama actually wrote his own book?



Jack Cashill
http://www.americanthinker.com/2008/10/who_wrote_dreams_from_my_fathe_1.html

That's it? THIS is your Smear Du Jour? "Obama didn't write his own book?" and a cut-and-paste?

How pathetic.

Small wonder God in his infinite wisdom and mercy denied you the ability to reproduce.

 

[smotherman]

Typical republican "Liar".

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

"I saw a dead body once, as I said, when I was ten, during the Korean War," writes Ayers. This correlation is important enough that Ayers mentions it twice. The only problem is that Ayers was eight when the Korean War ended.


Obama tells us that when he was ten, he and his family visited the mainland. On the trip, back in their motel room, they watched the Watergate Hearings on TV. The problem, of course, is that those hearing started just before Obama turned twelve.


One could forgive a single missed date, but inconsistent dates and numbers appear frequently in both books and often reinforce some moment of lost innocence. In the same spirit, both books abound in detail too closely remembered and conversations too well recorded. These moments in both books occasionally lead to an awareness of the nation's seemingly ineradicable racism.


In 1970, for instance, the 9-year-old Obama alleges to be visiting the American embassy Indonesia. While waiting, he chances upon "a collection of Life magazines neatly displayed in clear plastic binders."


In one magazine, he reads a story about a black man with an "uneven, ghostly hue," who has been rendered grotesque by a chemical treatment. "There were thousands of people like him," Obama learned, "black men and women back in America who'd undergone the same treatment in response to advertisements that promised happiness as a white person."


Obama's attention to detail is a ruse. Life never ran such an article. When challenged, Obama claimed it was Ebony. Ebony ran no such article either. Besides, black was beautiful in 1970.


In a similar vein, Ayers tells of hitching a ride in Missouri with "Bud," the driver of a "brand-new Peterbilt truck." The man proceeds to regale Ayers with a string of dirty jokes -- at least two of them retold word for word -- before reaching under his seat and pulling out a large pistol, his "N****r neutralizer."


"White people can never quite remember the scope and scale of the slavocracy," Ayers reminds the reader again and again, writing as though he were not a member of this benighted race.

Let me guess. Cahill is a liar. I'm a sock-puppet. You are glad you aren't as stupid as A_J, you can't wait, no you are already celebrating the death of the neo-cons and their racism...

That about sum up the reply?

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Wow, it's 2004 again and quoting Kerry from his own book...





Corsi LIES!

A_J LIES!






Bush lied, people died! No one ever died over a blow job A_J you fucking neo-con liar!

The Song Remains the Same!

 

[kbate]

Judas?

 

[Sean]

Judas?

A_J or Obama?

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Priest or ?

 

[Ishmael]

Maybe you should have just started a poll on how long it'll be before Obama formally throws Ayers under the bus.

Ishmael

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Throb, this one's for you...

One more item of interest. In his 1997 book, A Kind and Just Parent, Bill Ayers walks the reader through his Hyde Park neighborhood and identifies the notable residents therein. Among them are Muhammad Ali, “Minister” Louis Farrakhan (of whom he writes fondly), “former mayor” Eugene Sawyer, “poets” Gwendolyn Brooks and Elizabeth Alexander, and “writer” Barack Obama.

In 1997, Obama was an obscure state senator, a lawyer, and a law school instructor with one book under his belt that had debuted two years earlier to little acclaim and lesser sales. In terms of identity, he had more in common with mayor Sawyer than poet Brooks. The “writer” identification seems forced and purposefully so, a signal perhaps to those in the know of a persona in the making that Ayers had himself helped forge.

 

[The_Trouvere]

So what!

Barack Obama is lying about not being friends with Bill Ayers...

So what?

Compare the number of people killed by Bill Ayers' bombs with the number of people killed by John McCain's bombs.

Ever since the McCarthy Period Republicans have been scaring the voters by yelling, "The Commies are coming! The Commies are coming!" I don't think it will work this time. The American people have something serious to be afraid of now. There is a good chance that eight years of Republican tax cuts, deregulation, and corporate greed will cause The Second Great Depression.

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Maybe you should have just started a poll on how long it'll be before Obama formally throws Ayers under the bus.

Ishmael

*chuckle*






lol - bumpity bump bump! Did you not just LOVE that poem? I used to do crap like that in my LSD days... OH! shit. Too funny... What use did he cop to again?

 

[RobDownSouth]

Throb, this one's for you...

902 posts criticizing Obama
91 posts about Rev. Wright
45 posts about William Ayers

...and Barack still kicked your situational Native American ASS.

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

So what?

Compare the number of people killed by Bill Ayers' bombs with the number of people killed by John McCain's bombs.

...

John McCain didn't blow up his own crew, but he was there when the Forrestal cooked off.

Bill Clinton pardoned FALN terrorists and treated bombings as a law-enforcement matter.

It's amazing that an American citizen would condone the bombing of Republicans while having angst over the bombing of enemy combatants.

 

[Ishmael]

John McCain didn't blow up his own crew, but he was there when the Forrestal cooked off.

Bill Clinton pardoned FALN terrorists and treated bombings as a law-enforcement matter.

It's amazing that an American citizen would condone the bombing of Republicans while having angst over the bombing of enemy combatants.

LMAO

Ishmael

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Do you like the new, kinder, gentler me now that me and my ilk have been dedfeated?






Ilk?

 

[kbate]

A_J or Obama?

Any will do.

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

My gal's gonna have Chuck on the phone today...






Should I call in and act like an Obama supporter and piss them both off?

I know all the lines!

By heart...




B-b-b-bbe de be de be be Dat's All Folks!

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

Any will do.

We do tend to all look alike...

 

[The_Trouvere]

John McCain didn't blow up his own crew, but he was there when the Forrestal cooked off.

Bill Clinton pardoned FALN terrorists and treated bombings as a law-enforcement matter.

It's amazing that an American citizen would condone the bombing of Republicans while having angst over the bombing of enemy combatants.

The North Vietnamese were not my enemies. Republicans are.

BTW, I do not "condone" the bombing of Republicans. I do think the War in Vietnam was immoral.

 

[Cap’n AMatrixca]

The North Vietnamese were not my enemies. Republicans are.

BTW, I do not "condone" the bombing of Republicans. I do think the War in Vietnam was immoral.

PINCH?




Don't you have a paper to run, employees to lay off, a bailout to seek?