Friday, October 31, 2008

Obama Raised as a Red Diaper Baby

Do they have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in Indonesia for lunch? Just asking. Obama, the Chosen One, is making fun of being accused of wanting to redistribute wealth (duh) by McCain so he is trying to make a little joke about sharing his pb&j and his toys in kindergarten. As a socialist leaning Democrat, he doesn't understand it is admirable to share what is yours, but not to have to give it to the government for the government to decide who is worthy of your possessions.

See, Obama is still a humorless, thin skinned politician from the south side of Chicago. Ah, ah, um.

There is an interesting article written by Andrew Walden at American Thinker about the fact that Obama is a "red diaper baby." I've only recently learned of this characterization of a child born and raised by members and sympathizers of the Communist Party, USA. His mother raised Obama on her own radical political views that preached hatred toward America and American values and "His grandfather, Stanley Armour Dunham arranged Obama's mentorship by Communist Party member Frank Marshall Davis."

The standard story from candidate Obama is that he has "Kansas values" since his white mother lived in Kansas. He just conveniently doesn't mention that it was far from the place from which she came. "Done bouncing around Kansas, California and Texas in the years after World War Two, Stanley and Madelyn in 1955 picked up and relocated 2,000 miles from Texas to Seattle. The next year they relocated to Mercer Island specifically so their daughter, Obama's future mother, Stanley Ann Dunham could attend Mercer Island high school. What was special about Mercer Island High School? The Chicago Tribune explains: In 1955, the chairman of the Mercer Island school board, john Stenhouse, testified before the House Un-American Activities Subcommittee that he had been an member of the Communist Party." After intense debate, Stenhouse decided not to resign from the school board according to an April 11, 1955 account in Time Magazine. While others demanded Stenhouses's resignation, the Dunhams gravitated towards his school."

Former classmate Chip Wall said, "We were critiquing America in those days in the same way we are today: The press is dumbed down, education is dumbed down, people don't know anything about geography or the rest of the world." He went on to teach at Mercer Island High and lives in retirement in Seattle now.

Obama spoke of his mother's hatred of Americans in his book, "Dreams From My Father". His step-father, Lolo Soetoro, adopted Obama as a young child. He became an Indonesian oil company manager. He wanted his wife to attend the social functions with him for the American oil company personnel. She refused. "Those are not my people." (p.47)

So, from her Obama received arrogance. Also racism. Obama himself explained her differing opinion of Americans, according to race. She referred to white Americans as dumbed down and "don't know anything about geography or the rest of the world." Obama said in the aforementioned book, "Every black man was Thurgood Marshall or Sidney Poitier; every black woman Fannie Lou Hammer or Lena Horne. To be black was to be the beneficiary of a great inheritance, a special destiny, glorious burdens that only we were strong enough to bear." (p.51)

"Dunham hadn't had a boyfriend in high school, according to Maxine Box, her best friend at the time. So Box and others were stunned when Dunham wrote them to say she'd married the University of Hawaii's first African student, a Kenyan named Barack Obama." That from the Seattle Times. The woman we are to believe had "Kansas values" married a man she described as a socialist Muslim from Kenya. Then went on to move to Indonesia and married another Muslim who adopted her son.

Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore.

Grandpa Dunham introduced young Barack Obama to Frank Marshall Davis upon arrival back to Honolulu from his years growing up in Indonesia. At age nine, Davis was to serve as father figure for much of Obama's youth. He had an "intimate role in his life from age 9 to 18." Gramps wanted him to be schooled in the CPUSA's idea of what it meant to be black.

Obama's grandfather, you may remember from Obama's story, refused to give his wife a ride to work after she complained of being hassled by a black panhandler at the bus stop. Rather than give his wife a ride, he was worried that grandma was a racist. Then he tells young Obama that grandma is a racist. Obama goes to Davis to sort it out. (pgs 87-91). Hence the reference of grandma as a "typical white person" in his speech on race in Philadelphia.

So, indoctrinated in Communist philosophy and raised by racist black leaders in Honolulu, Obama threw grandma under the bus in Philadelphia. Grandma was a professional woman, in her working days. She was the Bank of Hawaii's first female vice-president. "The Honolulu Advertiser reported, "In March, several Bank of Hawaii co-workers told The Advertiser they were stunned by Obama's words and had never heard Dunham make comments about anyone's ethnicity." Grandpa and Obama jumped to the race baiting conclusion rather than assume that grandma would complain about any harassing panhandler, of any race.

Grandma deserved way better than she got from those two men in her life.

"And so, in Obama's eyes, socialism is "black". And the definition of race is ideological rather than biological. And this marks the fundamental nature of the "red diaper baby" --ideology has triumphed and established its dominion over all the natural aspects of life, even love itself."

This is why character and judgement is so important of our elected officials. Turning a blind eye to every judgement Obama has made towards mentors, spiritual advisers, friends and his spouse is folly. He tells us who he is and we must believe him. Those who know him best, those who are his inner circle, are not anywhere to be seen or heard. He has thrown them all under the bus to advance his own career, except for his wife Michelle. Her hateful speech is recorded for all to hear. She was the one, after all, to bring Obama into the church of Jeremiah Wright. She was raised much the same as Obama, right there in Chicago. Her best friend from her childhood is Jesse Jackson's daughter.

Character and judgement matter.


Jennifer said...


Once upon a time, you were a person I respected. Your political views were always my polar opposite, but it used to be that your writing was intelligent, thoughtful and thought provoking. I enjoyed the healthy debate, and even learned a few things along the way.

It is truly sad for me to see how willingly you've delved into the hateful, narrow and obtuse end of the echo chamber spectrum, where there is no room for dissent, where everything is viewed in absolutes, and where you feel so comfortable incorporating flat out lies into your posts in the misguided belief that it somehow strengthens your positions.

It is beyond my ability to comprehend how this type of punditry can be viewed as a positive step in the advancement of the Conservative perspective. From where I sit, all it does is collapse support to a minute demographic and pave the way for the death of the Conservative movement as we know it. There is no consideration given to opening the philosophy to those who aren't already bought into it. Quite the contrary, the type of rhetoric advanced by you and bloggers like you for the past several months is a big sign on the door reading 'WARNING: YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE'.

If John McCain is elected - and it very well may happen - he will be my president. I will not agree with him all the time, I do not care for him very much on a personal level, and I may grouse about his policies and positions. But he will be the President of the United States and I will honor that.

It is unfortunate that you - Country First Patriot Real American that you are - will never clearly afford the same respect to a President Obama.

I don't even know why I bothered posting this comment, and you can delete it or flame me or whatever it is you'd like to do in response. For what it's worth, I won't be back. All I know is that I felt compelled to speak out because once upon a time, there was a relationship of mutual respect between us, and I'm really going to miss that.

Karen said...

Good luck to you. I haven't been to your blog in months and there was a reason. I didn't want the temptation to speak out there. Though, you felt perfectly comfortable to comment here - only when you wanted to criticize.

Whomever is elected on Nov. 4 will be my president. I am a Country First Patriot, thank you. Your candidate was the one who said to John McCain in a debate forum - "Your President, John." So, what does that say of Obama? Yeah, you know what it says.

You are welcome to come here or not. You are not given any more of a free pass than anyone else on coming forth with nastiness. It is all so tedious after a while.

Hateful is in the eye of the reader, I suppose. Your glee in bashing Palin is ok, I suppose. You have been blinded by your own views for quite some time now and I am not the only one to notice. It's human for those with a passion.

I work hard to not be rabid or hateful. I do write about truths, though. Quotes from a candidate's book, speeches or forums are not hateful. Writing of background or past history is not hateful. It's what it is.

How truthful are you? You claim to be Independent. You claim to have voted for Clinton and then for Bush. You claim that you are a liberal Democrat this time around. Maybe when you know your own truth you will understand the whole picture for others.

I am no conservative Republican - if you knew me so well you would be honest about that. I am one of the moderate to liberal Republicans my own party likes to bash when times are tough.

And, for someone who bemoans a fading "friendship" to call me a liar on my own blog space is truly disgusting. Your defination and mine must be 'polar opposites' there, too.

I do not respect Obama as a man or a potential leader of our country. That's a fact. I'm entitled to that opinion and support my own candidate here.

It's not always all about you, Jennifer.