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Politics : THE OBAMANATION -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Bill who wrote (77)	4/8/2008 5:18:27 PM
From: Brumar89	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 601

Obsessed with race, anxious to find racism in every white reaction even expressions of sympathy and compassion, Obama comes across as a freak. Whats wrong with this guy? When his mother expresses concern about Obama's high school friend being busted for drugs, Obama says he patted his mother's hand and told her not to worry. This, too, prompted Obama to share with his readers a life lesson on how to handle white people: "It was usually an effective tactic, another one of those tricks I had learned: People were satisfied so long as you were courteous and smiled and made no sudden moves. They were more than satisfied, they were relieved -- such a pleasant surprise to find a well-mannered young black man who didn't seem angry all the time." First of all, I note that this technique seems to be the basis of Obama's entire presidential campaign. But moreover -- he was talking about his own mother! As Obama says: "Any distinction between good and bad whites held negligible meaning." His mother, like his grandmother, is just another white racist the young Obama learns to handle, huh? By contrast, Malcolm X's autobiography "spoke" to Obama. One line in particular "stayed with me," he says. "He spoke of a wish he'd once had, the wish that the white blood that ran through him, there by an act of violence, might somehow be expunged." Why the hell would that "stay with him"? His white mother didn't rape his father? She married him. What a racist sicko!

To: Bill who wrote (77)	4/16/2008 5:03:02 PM
From: American Spirit	Respond to of 601

I'll calling you out as a fascist nut job. How dare you post political pornography by insinuating that freedom loving, every-vote-must count Obama is a "nazi". He is the furthest thing from a Naziu imaginable. You and your far rightwing heros though hgave a lot in common with the German Nazis in the 30's. In fact you seem like one of those idiots who still supported Hitler after 1945. You are a dead-ender, a die-hard neo fascist. What do you see in the Bushies after they have destroyed our economy and military? God knows, but you are dead wrong. You couldn't be more wrong and your type are very bad citizens who are doing our country terrible harm. Just look at the results of seven years of Bushie far rightweing rule. Disasters everywhere.

To: Bill who wrote (77)	4/16/2008 8:47:34 PM
From: goldworldnet	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 601

After reading that, I wanted to find more Obama quotes and boy did i find them. BARAK OBAMA - IN HIS OWN WORDS Audacity of Hope: "Lolo (Obama's step father) followed a brand of Islam ...." "I looked to Lolo for guidance". Dreams of my Father: "The person who made me proudest of all, though, was [half brother] Roy .. He converted to Islam." Dreams of my Father: "In Indonesia, I had spent two years at a Muslim school" Dreams of my Father: "I Studied the Koran." Audacity of Hope: "I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction." Dreams of My Father: "I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race". Dreams of my Father: "The emotion between the races could never be pure..... the other race would always remain just that: menacing, alien, and apart." Dreams of my Father: "Any distinction between good and bad whites held negligible meaning." Dreams of My Father: "I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites" Dreams Of My Father: "I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa, that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself..". Dreams of My Father: "That hate hadn't gone away," he wrote, blaming "white people — some cruel, some ignorant, sometimes a single face, sometimes just a faceless image of a system claiming power over our lives." Dreams of My Father: "There were enough of us on campus to constitute a tribe, and when it came to hanging out many of us chose to function like a tribe, staying close together, traveling in packs," he wrote. "It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names" Dreams of my Father: "Desperate times called for desperate measures, and for many blacks, times were chronically desperate. If nationalism could create a strong and effective insularity, deliver on its promise of self-respect, then the hurt it might cause well-meaning whites, or the inner turmoil it caused people like me, would be of little consequence." Dreams of my Father: "To avoid being mistaken for a racial 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." Dreams of my Father: "there was something about him that made me wary," Obama wrote. "A little too sure of himself, maybe. And white." Dreams of my Father: "the reason black people keep to themselves is that it's easier than spending all your time mad, or trying to guess whatever it was that white folks were thinking about you." Dreams of my Father: One line in Malcolm X's autobiography "spoke" to Obama "it stayed with me," he says. "He spoke of a wish he'd once had, the wish that the white blood that ran through him, there by an act of violence, might somehow be expunged." scaredmonkeys.net * * *