He was an angry young man, abandoned by both his parents, mentored by a male pedophile, looking black but raised white, revering communism and hating the country he didn’t belong to. Granny got him a fake SS so he could work in the country, and overseas Mommy helped him go to US college using Indonesian citizenship and money. He lived in the foreign students dorm and made some deep “friendships” with Pakistanis. He was Muslim from birth so accepted by them.
When he got to NYC, he hung with the revolutionaries spouting sh*t. When terrorist Bill Ayers saw this white talking black guy walk in, already spouting every platitude from the black power and commie playbooks, dollar signs lit up in Ayers’ eyes. It was like the plump chicken who wandered into the hungry fox’s den. Ayers had just blown up another girlfriend making bombs in the basement. Looking at Obama, he realized here was a way to get into the White House not by bombing but by walking right in the front door. He knew where to get the funding to get the requisite background for his puppet. The biography. The fake citizenship. The Harvard law degree. The years as a community organizer, the black accent. The fake beard wife.
Dang if he didn’t succeed, too.
With the Bush Family, McQueeg and Willard to give him a hugh and series boost.
That’s the best synopsis of him I’ve ever read. You tied it all together. Thank you.