This is kind of funny, in a sick, twisted, ironic sort of way. Remember how Democrats demonized anybody who in any way, shape or form drew attention to Obama’s middle name “Hussein” as “racist”??? And then Barack Hussein HIMSELF took the oath of office using his middle name??? Yeah, in the same way anybody who in any way, shape or form questioned Obama’s patriotism or questioned his commitment to America had to be a racist; but now we find out that Obama HIMSELF WAS QUESTIONING HIS COMMITMENT TO AMERICA:
In new biography, Obama asks: Am I an American?
by Byron York Chief Political Correspondent
posted May 7 | 8:47pm at8:47pm
Ever since the 2008 campaign, many voters, and some journalists too, have felt they know Barack Obama’s life story. In fact, the story they know is the one Obama told them.
Obama’s first memoir, “Dreams from My Father,” published in 1995, has become the semi-official record of his life. But it is not the complete record of his life. It’s partially fictionalized, with composite characters that Obama has always acknowledged were created to make the story read better. It focuses on a few themes Obama wanted to present to the public about himself. And, as with any memoir, it is told completely from Obama’s point of view. It’s not a biography.
Next month the beginnings of an Obama biography will be published, by former Washington Post reporter David Maraniss. Readers wanting to learn about Obama’s entire life will be disappointed to discover that Maraniss stops when Obama is age 27, as he finishes work as a community organizer in Chicago and heads to Harvard Law School. Obama’s law school years, his practice of law in Chicago, his campaigns and career as an Illinois state senator, U.S. senator, presidential candidate — none of that will be covered.
Still, an excerpt of the Maraniss book published last week in Vanity Fair reveals a portrait of Obama that might have enriched the voters’ understanding of him in the 2008 campaign, when many Americans were eager to learn about this new, fresh face in politics.
The excerpt focuses on Obama’s brief time in New York after his graduation from Columbia University. The son of a Kenyan father and an American expatriate mother, Obama emerges as a man questioning whether he viewed himself, or wanted to be viewed by others, as an American. Not in a citizenship sense — Obama was born in the United States and that was that — but in the sense of how he saw the world and wanted to be seen by it.
Obama had a lot of Pakistani friends; Maraniss writes that if Obama and his girlfriend socialized as a couple, “it was almost always with the Pakistanis.” Obama appeared to identify with his friends as fellow non-Americans. “For years when Barack was around them, he seemed to share their attitudes as sophisticated outsiders who looked at politics from an international perspective,” Maraniss writes. “He was one of them, in that sense.”
But Obama was ambitious. Appalled by the “dirty deeds” of “Reagan and his minions” (as he wrote in “Dreams from My Father”), Obama became increasingly interested in, as Maraniss writes, “gaining power in order to change things.” He couldn’t do that as an international guy hanging around with his Pakistani friends; he needed to become an American.
So he did. One of those Pakistani friends, Beenu Mahmood, saw a major change in Obama. Mahmood calls Obama “the most deliberate person I ever met in terms of constructing his own identity,” according to Maraniss. The time after college, Mahmood says, “was an important period for him, first the shift from not international but American, number one, and then not white, but black.”
Years later, the picture of Obama as a young adult wondering whether or not he was really an American was precisely the image that the Hillary Clinton campaign wanted to impose on the middle-aged Obama. In internal memos, top Clinton strategist Mark Penn questioned Obama’s “lack of American roots,” writing that “Obama’s roots to basic American values and culture are at best limited. I cannot imagine America electing a president during a time of war who is not at his center fundamentally American in his thinking and in his values.”
Clinton didn’t come out and say that during the campaign, but she did everything she could to present herself as the all-American candidate in the race. Her campaign didn’t play Tom Petty’s “American Girl” at all her rallies for nothing.
In the general election, the contrast between Obama and John McCain was, of course, even more stark. At the age Obama was wondering whether he was an American or not, McCain, the son and grandson of U.S. Navy admirals, was a newly-commissioned officer at Naval Air Station Pensacola, headed for a noteworthy military career. It seems unlikely McCain spent much time musing on whether he was an American.
In the end, as the Maraniss excerpt has it, Obama chose to become an American in part because that’s what he needed to be to accomplish his goals. The story of what he did after that momentous decision will, unfortunately, have to wait for another biography.
Byron York, The Examiner’s chief political correspondent, can be contacted at email@example.com. His column appears on Tuesday and Friday, and his stories and blogposts appear on washingtonexaminer.com.
We already knew that Barack Obama was never a true American long ago:
“To avoid being mistaken for a white sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets. We smoked cigarettes and wore leather jackets. At night, in the dorms, we discussed neocolonialism, Franz Fanon, Eurocentrism, and patriarchy.” –Barack Obama, Dreams From My Father
None of those groups are “American” in the sense that the overwhelming majority of the American people would ever affirm or certainly would ever embrace.
Obama didn’t want to hang out with those who loved America, but only with those who hated it and felt marginalized by it. It’s beyond terrifying – and I mean “Manchurian Candidate” terrifying – that someone who without any question whatsoever thought that way as an adult man is now the president of the United States.
Dinesh D’Souza pointed out a rather terrifying thing that the media never bothered to examine emerging from Obama’s title – “Dreams FROM My Father”:
What then is Obama’s dream? We don’t have to speculate because the President tells us himself in his autobiography, Dreams from My Father. According to Obama, his dream is his father’s dream. Notice that his title is not Dreams of My Father but rather Dreams from My Father. Obama isn’t writing about his father’s dreams; he is writing about the dreams he received from his father.
So who was Barack Obama Sr.? He was a Luo tribesman who grew up in Kenya and studied at Harvard. He was a polygamist who had, over the course of his lifetime, four wives and eight children. One of his sons, Mark Obama, has accused him of abuse and wife-beating. He was also a regular drunk driver who got into numerous accidents, killing a man in one and causing his own legs to be amputated due to injury in another. In 1982 he got drunk at a bar in Nairobi and drove into a tree, killing himself.
An odd choice, certainly, as an inspirational hero. But to his son, the elder Obama represented a great and noble cause, the cause of anticolonialism. Obama Sr. grew up during Africa’s struggle to be free of European rule, and he was one of the early generation of Africans chosen to study in America and then to shape his country’s future.
I know a great deal about anticolonialism, because I am a native of Mumbai, India. I am part of the first Indian generation to be born after my country’s independence from the British. Anticolonialism was the rallying cry of Third World politics for much of the second half of the 20th century. To most Americans, however, anticolonialism is an unfamiliar idea, so let me explain it.
Anticolonialism is the doctrine that rich countries of the West got rich by invading, occupying and looting poor countries of Asia, Africa and South America. As one of Obama’s acknowledged intellectual influences, Frantz Fanon, wrote in The Wretched of the Earth, “The well-being and progress of Europe have been built up with the sweat and the dead bodies of Negroes, Arabs, Indians and the yellow races.”
D’Souza clearly didn’t want to “go there,” but Barack (actually Barak) Hussein Obama, Sr., was also a self-acknowledged and commited communist. Obama received his dreams from a committed Marxist ideologue.
Dreams FROM my communist, America-hating father.
What the mainstream media did with its abject refusal to examine Barack Obama’s background is absolutely STUNNING. The same media that literally flew thousands of miles to dig through Sarah Palin’s trash cans didn’t bother to look into Obama’s background in any way, shape or form unless it was exclusively complimentary of him. The American people were not allowed to know anything about Obama beyond what he wanted the American people to know about him. And it turns out that he fabricated a great deal of that past that the media swallowed hook, line and sinker with “composite characters, etc.
We’re told that Obama always said he’d created “composite characters,” etc. But how on EARTH can the media justify not bothering to examine the REAL people and events that shaped a future president of the United States? Because that is PRECISELY the argument they use when they dig through every detail of the lives of every Republican presidential candidate.
Liberals are so rabidly diseased with evil and hypocrisy it is beyond unreal. When I refer to “Democrats” as actually standing for “Demonic Bureaucrats,” I am being completely serious.
And just as Obama’s girlfriends are fake, his college records, etc. are sealed in a way that no American president’s records have EVER been sealed. We don’t get to know ANYTHING about this guy.
Think about it this way: when Herman Cain ran for president, women suddenly crawled out of the woodwork to claim that Cain had sexually harassed them. And of course they were represented by radical liberal and pro-Democrat shysters like Gloria Allred. When Cain dropped out – or more accurately, when he was forced out by a media that went batpoop trying to destroy a black man who was TWICE as “black” and a billion times more American than Barack Obama – suddenly all those women just conveniently went away. Because of course it was never about “sexual harassment”; it was completely about the Democrat Party using bogus allegations to attack a black Republican very much like the Democrat Ku Klux Klan would have done in the 1860s except without the pointed hoods.
And now it turns out that the only girlfriend Obama ever had in his entire life was fabricated. And the same media that crawled up Herman Cain’s rectum wouldn’t bother to lift a finger to tell us about the REAL Barack Obama.
Barack Obama does not love America any more than the father from whom Obama got all of his dreams.
And anyone who doesn’t understand that fact is simply a fool. Particularly since Obama himself has acknowledged it.
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