Obama Speech to Allay White Folks Fear of Angry Black Folks
Oh dammit, do I have to write about it? Whine ... groan.... I don't want to write about it - it was the typical pol giving a typical "trust me, I'm with the government and here to unite you" speech.
Good lord Bubba, he is just another uniter not a divider politician.
Besides, are you not tired yet of hearing Obama praise his white momma from Kansas? Who later went on to marry a future economist, divorce, marry a Shell oil executive, and herself become involved in "microlending" and work as a consultant to such good guys as the World Bank and USAID, while she dabbled in beads and fabric and wore long hippie dresses?
Obama spoke about the racial slurs (he called them stereotypes) which his white grandmother used that made him cringe, and her fear of black men, but he lauded her for the love she bestowed upon him. Must have been some mixed messaging going on in that household, poor kid. Grandma should write a book about how to raise a black man to be a black man when you're afraid of black men.
In today's speech Obama says: "I have brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, uncles and cousins, of every race and every hue, scattered across three continents, and for as long as I live, I will never forget that in no other country on Earth is my story even possible."
The Only in America meme.
Hey, what about Hugo Chavez, mixed heritage of Amerindian, African and Spaniards (3 continents) son of humble schoolteachers from a farming village? (The hues and continents also describes my own family.)
Have you noticed Obama and his camp never mention his father except to say he was the son of a Kenyan goat herder who came to America for education, where he met Obama's white mother from middle class Kansas.
The story is that Obama's father abandoned ... er, I mean ... left Barack and his mother in Hawaii to go to Harvard, and then returned to Kenya; divorced Barack's mother according to Islamic law and remarried. As a Kenyan government official Daddy Obama traveled around the world, but only managed one visit with his son, when Barack was 10. He had remarried and began a large family in Kenya.
Although Obama likes to claim his interracial parents "epitomize the possibilities of this nation" his daddy apparently thought Kenyan possibilities were better after all.
Rumors from the rightwing are that Obama's father was not the son of a goat herder attending Harvard or Hawaii U on a poor boy scholarship - but a member of a large family of Kenya's privileged upper class who aided and abetted the British oppression in Kenya.
Obama's father returned to Kenya in the 1960s around the same time Kenya obtained its independence from Britain - and of course violence has prevailed ever since with tribal factions fighting for leadership roles while the West arms everyone and backs their favorite puppet.
The current mayhem in Kenya is the factional fighting between President Mwai Kibaki and Prime Minister Raila Odinga, Kibaki's opponent in the December elections. Odinga is described in the US media as Obama's "distant cousin" but actually they are 1st cousins.
Obama and supporters never seem to say much about his stepfather Lolo Soetoro, with whom he lived until he was sent to his grandparents in Hawaii for the prestigious prep school there. All I know about Soetoro is he worked for Shell oil company in Indonesia, and the Indonesian Army, during the Sukarno/Suharto era.
So for me Bubba, it's not a question of Obama's faith and membership in the Church of The Angry Black Folks, or his race (halfrican according to gasbag Limbaugh), or his hyped up heritage of a Kansas mom and Kenya goatherder - but what are his ties to Iraqi billionaires and Rezkos, his ties to oppressive African and Indonesian governments, to big oil, and global wolves like World Bank and USAID - are those the ties who made him the rock star of the new millennium?
Or was Obama really made by his Kansas flower child momma and Black fearing midwest maw-maw and a good edumacashun?
Note grandma's holding purse away from Obama. ;)
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