Obama is still not a CITIZEN
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- Feb 26, 2001
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If there was any substantial evidence that Obama wasn't a citizen, his political opponents (In both parties) would have leaked it and destroyed him a looooonng time ago. Thats one of the few useful things our two major partys do; they check each other, expose corruption in the other. And surely you know that the Clintons would have secretly distributed any such info to all the right people in a heart beat.
So why can't you just criticize Obama like reasonable person? Why can't you just make an argument? You come off like a god damn loon with this conspiracy shit.
So why can't you just criticize Obama like reasonable person? Why can't you just make an argument? You come off like a god damn loon with this conspiracy shit.
Why doesn't he give access to all of his documents, no need to pay lawyers over a million dollars to fight it?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEygm9cmvck
TIA.
The Red President
The Red President
The Red President
by Martin Gross(Doubleday, 397 pp., $17.95)
ATHRILLER WITH a title like The Red President can hardly miss. It doesn't need Dostoyevskian or even Dickensian characters, Jamesian subtleties, Joycean pyrotechnics, though some reviewers (of whom more later) are already complaining of the absence of such elements, which would only impede the main proceedings. Those who thus carp are guilty of ingratitude for what the title intimates, and Martin Gross delivers: whiplash plotting. If you can put this book down, you could probably doze off in the middle of The Postman Always Rings Twice.
Our story opens in the Californiadesert. Tom Ward picks up a hitchhiker, chats with him, pulls off the road, forces him to strip, murders him. He incinerates the body and vomits. Cut to: Maryland, where a veteran CIA agent, Sam Withers, has picked up an odd scent. Acting in a highly unauthorized manner, he takes his evidence to a newspaper columnist, Jack Granick, who is impressed: One of the seven candidates for the Democratic presidential nomination is a Kremlin plant. Which one? Granick appeals to Douglas McDowell, a young network newscaster of liberal persuasion, to help discover and expose the culprit. McDowell throws him out, cursing him --and begins to have second thoughts that night, when Granick is reported dead.
And they're off! Moscow knows someone knows something, and soon bodies are dropping all over the page. Implausible, if you stop to think about it, but you won't. Gross doesn't give you time. He cuts from one shbplot to another, each chapter peaking, as the forces of Light and Darkness converge on the White House, the latter ahead by several lengths, until . . .
Did I say implausible? Let me qualifythat. The situation is unlikely, but a novel is entitled to its premise. And given this premise--that Moscow could engineer a shot at the White House for its man--the plot gains plausibility from a key component of the prevailing structure of taboos, namely, the prohibition against calling people, even Communist people, Communists. The good guys are up against the institutionalized liberal perception that Communism is never a serious threat. Say "nuclear threat' and they'll nod in agreement. "Soviet threat' they jeer at.
So if Moscow contrived a Presidencyfor us, anyone who had an inkling of it would face just the inhibitions Gross limns here. The CIA can't act. Granick gets the bum's rush. McDowell has so internalized the taboo that he hardly dares to entertain the thought even when he has to. It's of course the tried-and-true thriller dilemma: If the hero says what he knows, he's less likely to be believed than to be condemned by the very people he's trying to save. Gross links this ancient plot device to the current liberal etiquette. A "Red President'! Indeed!
We learn fairly early which candidateis fronting for the Soviets: a young, hip pol who falls somewhere in Hart-Kennedy territory and knows how to exploit the same set of progressive catchwords and taboos that frustrates the opposition. He grasps that the liberal idiom elides conveniently into Communist purposes, a point also grasped in real life by Georgi Arbatov and Alexander Cockburn. The very extremities of the plot illustrate the possible range of liberal hypocrisy. James Burnham used to say that the difference between a liberal and a Communist is that the Communist knows what he's doing. Gross gives us a "liberal' who knows what he's doing, bridging the gap.
This, along with Gross's intimacywith the topography of Washington, gives the headlong story a quick verisimilitude. The reader feels a horrified tang of recognition when the villain deplores "the militarization of space,' and his Soviet counterpart emits an answering coo about a "bold move toward peace.' Events revolve around the cynical invocation of "peace,' "peace and freedom,' "partnership for peace,' until the very word that serves to camouflage meaning for most of the characters clangs the alarm for the reader. Liberal values are rudely trans-valued.
Which gives The Red President anodd dimension: It can be read as an allegory whose real subject is itself. Liberal reviewers are giving the book the brush-off, with a grudging nod to its entertainment value. It must discomfit them to find the villain of a spy thriller speaking their dialect so smoothly, taking in all the saps with glib aplomb.
You have to admire the nerve of an author who makes bad guys of the people best situated to control his book's access to the reading public. Of course Allen Drury has been doing this for years; so did Ayn Rand. The trick is to write a reviewer-proof book, with enough essential oomph to trample over critical preciosities. A title like The Red President helps: The most hostile attention can't avoid conveying some of the plot's excitement. It's a fairly inflexible rule of book reviewing that you have to tell the book's title, and no panning will be quite plausible if you don't give a few additional details. What's more, Gross has ensured that even hostile reviewers will be a little self-conscious about sounding like the book's more dubious characters. It's embarrassing when the tools of your trade are seen as criminal weapons.
The Red President
The Red President
by Martin Gross(Doubleday, 397 pp., $17.95)
ATHRILLER WITH a title like The Red President can hardly miss. It doesn't need Dostoyevskian or even Dickensian characters, Jamesian subtleties, Joycean pyrotechnics, though some reviewers (of whom more later) are already complaining of the absence of such elements, which would only impede the main proceedings. Those who thus carp are guilty of ingratitude for what the title intimates, and Martin Gross delivers: whiplash plotting. If you can put this book down, you could probably doze off in the middle of The Postman Always Rings Twice.
Our story opens in the Californiadesert. Tom Ward picks up a hitchhiker, chats with him, pulls off the road, forces him to strip, murders him. He incinerates the body and vomits. Cut to: Maryland, where a veteran CIA agent, Sam Withers, has picked up an odd scent. Acting in a highly unauthorized manner, he takes his evidence to a newspaper columnist, Jack Granick, who is impressed: One of the seven candidates for the Democratic presidential nomination is a Kremlin plant. Which one? Granick appeals to Douglas McDowell, a young network newscaster of liberal persuasion, to help discover and expose the culprit. McDowell throws him out, cursing him --and begins to have second thoughts that night, when Granick is reported dead.
And they're off! Moscow knows someone knows something, and soon bodies are dropping all over the page. Implausible, if you stop to think about it, but you won't. Gross doesn't give you time. He cuts from one shbplot to another, each chapter peaking, as the forces of Light and Darkness converge on the White House, the latter ahead by several lengths, until . . .
Did I say implausible? Let me qualifythat. The situation is unlikely, but a novel is entitled to its premise. And given this premise--that Moscow could engineer a shot at the White House for its man--the plot gains plausibility from a key component of the prevailing structure of taboos, namely, the prohibition against calling people, even Communist people, Communists. The good guys are up against the institutionalized liberal perception that Communism is never a serious threat. Say "nuclear threat' and they'll nod in agreement. "Soviet threat' they jeer at.
So if Moscow contrived a Presidencyfor us, anyone who had an inkling of it would face just the inhibitions Gross limns here. The CIA can't act. Granick gets the bum's rush. McDowell has so internalized the taboo that he hardly dares to entertain the thought even when he has to. It's of course the tried-and-true thriller dilemma: If the hero says what he knows, he's less likely to be believed than to be condemned by the very people he's trying to save. Gross links this ancient plot device to the current liberal etiquette. A "Red President'! Indeed!
We learn fairly early which candidateis fronting for the Soviets: a young, hip pol who falls somewhere in Hart-Kennedy territory and knows how to exploit the same set of progressive catchwords and taboos that frustrates the opposition. He grasps that the liberal idiom elides conveniently into Communist purposes, a point also grasped in real life by Georgi Arbatov and Alexander Cockburn. The very extremities of the plot illustrate the possible range of liberal hypocrisy. James Burnham used to say that the difference between a liberal and a Communist is that the Communist knows what he's doing. Gross gives us a "liberal' who knows what he's doing, bridging the gap.
This, along with Gross's intimacywith the topography of Washington, gives the headlong story a quick verisimilitude. The reader feels a horrified tang of recognition when the villain deplores "the militarization of space,' and his Soviet counterpart emits an answering coo about a "bold move toward peace.' Events revolve around the cynical invocation of "peace,' "peace and freedom,' "partnership for peace,' until the very word that serves to camouflage meaning for most of the characters clangs the alarm for the reader. Liberal values are rudely trans-valued.
Which gives The Red President anodd dimension: It can be read as an allegory whose real subject is itself. Liberal reviewers are giving the book the brush-off, with a grudging nod to its entertainment value. It must discomfit them to find the villain of a spy thriller speaking their dialect so smoothly, taking in all the saps with glib aplomb.
You have to admire the nerve of an author who makes bad guys of the people best situated to control his book's access to the reading public. Of course Allen Drury has been doing this for years; so did Ayn Rand. The trick is to write a reviewer-proof book, with enough essential oomph to trample over critical preciosities. A title like The Red President helps: The most hostile attention can't avoid conveying some of the plot's excitement. It's a fairly inflexible rule of book reviewing that you have to tell the book's title, and no panning will be quite plausible if you don't give a few additional details. What's more, Gross has ensured that even hostile reviewers will be a little self-conscious about sounding like the book's more dubious characters. It's embarrassing when the tools of your trade are seen as criminal weapons.
Skully, seriously can't u find something other then the telePrompTer or birth certificate issues? It makes u look borderline retarded. Honestly, if a president does a good job I couldn't care where he was from. Heck the last president some might's think was from Mars.
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As long as he does a good job combating individualism and quickly gets us all under Gov't control! We don't give a shit where he is from....
Heil!!!
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Because the only people dwelling on this garbage are douchebags like yourself. He shouldn't be spending a fraction of a second worrying about your pathetic citizenship theories. He has a country to lead.
obama is the ultimate fall guy, you'll know when it has come time for him to step aside when the major media is unmuzzled to report on his 'alien' status.
president joe biden it will be.
president joe biden it will be.
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This is for all those stupid republicans out there. Obama's mother was a US citizen, according to US law:
Child born US citizen if born
One citizen and one alien parent
On or After 12/24/1952 and before 11/13/1986
Citizen had been physically present in the U.S. or its outlying possessions for 10 years, at least 5 of which were after age 14. (1)
So it does not matter if Barrack Obama was born on the moon or on the bottom of the ocean. But republicans will still go on with this story, they won't let facts get in their way. For them this is a never ending story, what else have they got?
http://www.shusterman.com/citz-chart1.html
Child born US citizen if born
One citizen and one alien parent
On or After 12/24/1952 and before 11/13/1986
Citizen had been physically present in the U.S. or its outlying possessions for 10 years, at least 5 of which were after age 14. (1)
So it does not matter if Barrack Obama was born on the moon or on the bottom of the ocean. But republicans will still go on with this story, they won't let facts get in their way. For them this is a never ending story, what else have they got?
http://www.shusterman.com/citz-chart1.html
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You mean Republicans who are retarded and inbred. Its not fair to lump them all together.
Hedgy and Skulnik before they stole some forbidden kisses.
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Sorry Spy, he is an Indonesian Citizen, the reason he doesn't release information is because he CAN"T.
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Trampled, stop the DENIAL, Obama is a Fucking FRAUD, all he has to do is stop blocking, which he can not do.
http://neveryetmelted.com/2009/06/10/obama-citizenship-question-makes-local-florida-paper/
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So we are gonna have 7.5 more years of this crap? You know if you met him you would be kissing his ass. :mj07:
