Poor old Barack, he arrives in Hawaii on a ticket paid for by Elizabeth Mooney-(Kirk) who also chips in for his living expenses until she marries an elderly man with grown up children of his own, and can’t support the handsome young black man who used to take her dancing in Nairobi any longer. He’s got a scholarship and a visa for one year and pretty soon he’s totally out of funds and needs to get a job, he washes dishes in a cafe, then works for the Dole Corp pine-apple cannery for a few weeks for a buck fifty or so an hour. He writes home and says he’s married a white woman named Anna Toot and he’s working for an oil company, but there aren’t any oil companies in Hawaii; he probaly thought the cannery was beneath him what with his fake upper-crust British accent that he picked up from the teachers at the Anglican school he attended. Then he writes to say he had a son. He applies for an extension for another year which is granted, and finds another sponsor, this time it’s The Africa-America Society who throw in a thousand bucks or so, that’s the organization that in later years would be fronted by Percy Sutton and Betty Shabazz, but don’t go looking for the archives of their Newsletters, that has been removed from the web. Totally. They’ve even changed the NAME. It’s now the AfricaN AmericaN Society and their archives are closed. The Africa-America Society were one of the first to bring students to the US from all over the world, many from Africa, some from Kenya. Some 30 thousand over a period of years. Their funds came from The Rockefellers Trust; Standard Oil money. You’re supposed to believe he was part of the AASF-Mboya Airlift, but he wasn’t. Cora Weiss who held the purse-strings to the AASF says the kenyan student arrived in Hawaii on a parallel flight - but there weren’t any. She should know better, as she and Malcolm X welcomed the 81 students who landed at Idelwild Airport.
Although he has written home to tell his father Onyango who is the only one who could read, he’s got a wife and a son in Hawaii, when he shows up in San Fransisco at the Blue Fox to have dinner with Hal Abercrombie and his blonde wife, he’s an obnoxious, rude and over-bearing man who treats the waiter like garbage. He’s come into money, he has a scholarship to attend Harvard. He doesn’t mention his wife and son to Hal. He’s ditched them both obviously. She’s gone to where-ever she came from, probably the Philippines just like he told the immigration department, and the little boy, the one that Mary babysat in January 1961, is being cared for by someone somewhere close enough to where he lived at 170 Magazine Street Cambridge, because he’s telling his fellow students about visiting his son - and that might explain why it was thought that he must have had ‘another’ wife in Boston. While the kenyan student makes himself a PITA at Harvard and ends up being almost politely tipped out of the country, he’s cost the US heaven knows how much pain and aggro, it’s doubtful he was ever qualified to even apply for a scholarship to anywhere in the US because he had an arrest record in Kenya before he left. And when he did return, guess what? He worked for an oil company, not the government, because Mboya didn’t give him a job. He had to wait until another so called buddy of his became finance minister before he began his government job. And when Mboya was killed, he was the last man to see him alive, and had to surrender his passport. And all this is available on the web, if anyone ever cared to look it up.
But in the minds of the majority who voted for zero, the kenyan student is an exotic figure of romance who married the milk-white teenager from Kansas...when in fact, he was a total rogue, who, when Harvard grew thoroughly sick and tired of him, picked up his little black boy and hot-footed it back to Kenya, with Ruth trailing after him some weeks later.
Notice, there’s been no need to include Stanley Ann Dunham or little zero in the story?
The (self-confessed)author of ‘Dreams From my Father’ is recorded as having said, quite a long time ago, when he was still a terrorist, ‘one day we will have the presidency of this country’ - remember?
Yes I do remember, I am fully aware of most of the players in this scam. Ayers was brought on board, probably after the Brinks robbery. "They" have the goods on him Dohrn and Zippo for that. That keeps them in line.
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Are we really this stupid in all of our now fundamentally unbalanced and unchecked levels of government?
Or have we been made to quietly surrender behind tightly closed doors? If so, what threat could explain our newly mandated new normal?
Or is this the culmination of decades of slow, steady, incremental progress and we're now poised for that final cascade into oblivion?
What happened? What explains how Fate's call to lead got dropped and swapped for the lemmings' last call to follow dear leader?
More importantly, what can break the spell and snap US out of this insanity long enough for US to save ourselves and others from the poisons of the enemy within??