[Blind Eye Jones]

I think D'Souza's argument is good but I think he puts too much stock in "Dreams of..." Obama, in my mind, didn't write that book. Bill Ayers did. Secondly, Obama doesn't have integrity. That suggests a flaw rooted in narcissism. If there is a real country Obama is concerned about it is the state of "I." The state of I is not concerned about a post colonial power in Africa. The state of I is concerned about colonizing America, winning America to him. The father didn't give him a political cause but a neurosis. It's not political theater as played out with other actors for the good or bad of the country -- it's personal acquisitions to his own glory and, more important, to expand and fill the insatiable imperialistic state of I. Obama is the fawn playing Hamlet with no country of his own -- yes, there is a ghost of the father in Hamlet -- but that is not where Hamlet's or Obama's true motives come from. The father starts him off, it starts with deceit, with mother problems, with acting, with wanting to usurp the king. Ultimately, both want to fill their appetites and longs -- become complete and whole as a person -- and the tragedy is they can't.

There is a problem in the state of Denmark I.

[This Just In]

Ayers may have written the book, and I believe he did, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t reflect any truth about Obama’s father and mother, and their influence on his political/social ideology. After all, his philosophical and political accomplishments mirrors that of his parents.

Neurosis effects the way in which you think, and react, and view the world, and affects the way in which you live.

But I do not accept this explanation because it implies that Obama is not culpable due to a medical condition. You’re suggesting that the “neurosis” is the cause of his actions. Not so. Obama is far more diabolical than simply reducing his motives to neurotic narcissism.

Furthermore, to suggest that Obama can’t help himself by way of this neurosis is to be void of an otherwise ideological motive. It’s not one or the other.

[Servant of the Cross]

It's hard to put too much stock in 'Dreams'. Any article about 0bama and 'Pop' should contain 0bama's poem (referenced here):

Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken

In, sprinkled with ashes

Pop switches channels, takes another

Shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks

What to do with me, a green young man

Who fails to consider the
Flim and flam of the world, since

Things have been easy for me;

 I stare hard at his face, a stare

That deflects off his brow; 

I’m sure he’s unaware of his

Dark, watery eyes, that

Glance in different directions,

And his slow, unwelcome twitches,

Fail to pass.
I listen, nod,

Listen, open, till I cling to his pale,

 Beige T-shirt, yelling,

Yelling in his ears, that hang

With heavy lobes, but he’s still telling
His joke, so I ask why
He’s so unhappy, to which he replies…

But I don’t care anymore, cause

He took too damn long, and from

Under my seat, I pull out the

Mirror I’ve been saving; I’m laughing, 

Laughing loud, the blood rushing from his face

To mine, as he grows small,

A spot in my brain, something

That may be squeezed out, like a 

Watermelon seed between

Two fingers.

Pop takes another shot, neat,

Points out the same amber

Stain on his shorts that I’ve got on mine, and

Makes me smell his smell, coming

From me; he switches channels, recites an old poem

He wrote before his mother died,

Stands, shouts, and asks

For a hug, as I shrink, my 

Arms barely reaching around

His thick, oily neck, and his broad back; ’cause

I see my face, framed within
Pop’s black-framed glasses

And know he’s laughing too.