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Oh, to hell with it!

So Ayres wins because it's all too complicated? Do you think they would have/should have made it easy? Leave a trail of breadcrumbs for freepers to come along fifty years later, to follow? If you do, then you know nothing about marxism-leninism. Marx spent every moment of his adult life spinning his theory while his family lived in abject poverty and his children starved and some died. Lenin plotted bolshevism for 32 years supported by his wife and mother. Seems their accolytes found their way to Chicago in the 1930's and the next generation found their hero in a half-black whose father was a radical who advocated a mau mau uprising for American cities.

So boring. Looks like PhilDragoo's graphic didn't show you anything at all.

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The son of Malcolm and the daughter of a professor, presented to the manly-named daughter of an odd couple associated with Frank Marshall Davis, she to be the caretaker, viz., she had no idea how to change a diaper. Ayers the author of Dreams; the repair contractor David Maraniss and his pathetic "girlfriends."

Of course there is no record of a marriage between Barack Hussein Obama and Stanley Ann Dunham, nor of the birth of a son to them--though all the King's horses' hindquarters labor like Sisyphus to construct same.

Behold the enemy of the Constitution and his Muslim DCI, their sponsorship of the Islamization of the region's regimes presently hitting the Putin bedrock behind Assad.

Cora Weiss' airy tale of an airlift passenger who never was, whose 1962 passport application claimed he'd not been in Kenya for seven years.

Hoover's FBI hounded Malcolm from 1951, placing a mole in the Chicago office of NOI.

Was there something in the water in Seattle in 1960 when Malcolm established NOI Temple 67, or did he meet the daughter among those women he extolled in his writings of the time?

The beginning is a legend, and the end is somewhere between Saul Alinsky's bonfire of the West and the apocalypse in the ride of the Four Horsemen of the Muslim Brotherhood Meets the Mau Mau vengeance of Malik Al Shabazz.

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Now I shall leave you to your slumbering peace.