Posted on 05/28/2012 12:46:18 PM PDT by James Thomas
Join Mark as he interviews Mike Zullo the lead commander of Sheriff Joe Arpaio's Cold Case Posse as he shares the latest regarding the posse's investigation into President Barack Obama's eligibility to be president.
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AND THAT'S WHERE GILBERT FOUND THE IMAGES.
There was nothing to identify either the source of the image or the names of the girls, just the serial number. If you or Gilbert or anyone else can make FMD and Stanley Ann Dunham out of that, be my guest.
Source please.
And seeing there’s no evidence of SAD actually BEING IN HAWAII until 1963 when she enrolls at the university, any suggestion that she visited Frank Marshall Davis ‘on her own’ (HE HAD A WIFE AND FIVE CHILDREN AND LIVED SOME 35 MILES OUT OF HONOLULU!) stretches the imagination...
How would he know his own birthdate? I have always relied on the memories of others.
How many times have we been through that Virginia Goelder story now? You choose an article written AFTER she cleaned up her act. The link you provided is AFTER she made the gaff, that Madelyn told her the boy’s mother died in 1970.
So who was his mother?
Stanley Ann Dunham wasn’t dead.
It’s a total waste of time communicating with you, you are not an honest person. What are you afraid of?
He never said it, ‘it’ appeared in an article that quoted Maya Ng. She also said he was in Indonesia until 1978. I THINK SHE’S A FLAKE.
However you learn your birth date, you usually know it by the age of 49. That was my point: that by nearly 50 yrs of living, the average Joe knows what day his B-Day falls on. Obama still gets confused. Either he’s (1) senile, (2) brain fried, or (3) ineffectively juggling two different dates, take your pick. [I’ll take ‘3’ for Lying Kenyan, Alex.]
It is not surprising that she would have to be registered in School under her official name. I'm pretty sure she had to use her official name on any official document, but when given the chance, it's perfectly understandable that she would want to call herself "Ann" or "Anna."
You just can't accept the idea that the 'mother' in 'Dreams' is the result of the blending of two women, can you?
Sure. Show me some credible proof for it, and i'll buy it. I'm not going to reject anything that is persuasive, but on the other hand it is going to take a lot of effort to overcome the inertia of what is general accepted as fact.
And determining the legal validity of this “verification” would require deposing both Onaka and the secretary and comparing their statements with other evidence such as emails, schedules, etc to determine whether Onaka ever intended to sign that particular “verification”.
Which secretary?
Further evidence would move the theory up a bit on my credibility ladder, but at the moment i'm still leaning towards a birth in Canada. Far simpler and more understandable explanation. Far cheaper as well.
I'm not going to hold this theory if evidence argues against it though.
It was reported in this article that Obama actually said it:
I don’t want to/won’t argue about it, though. All this squabbling over details is a terrible waste of time and energy. Not everyone who disbelieves Obama’s (fake) Hi BC believes the same alternative narrative. In due time some of us will be proved right and some wrong. Till all the facts come out—and I think they will—we can’t dispositively prove our respective cases. The idea that we should spend the interim saying, ‘I’m right and you’re wrong’ is counterproductive on a very fundamental level.
Have you ever seen what the anti-birthers say when we ‘start eating our own’ [their words, not mine]. Why give them that opportunity. DL is a staunch ally in the larger so-called ‘birther’ battle, even if he doesn’t toe your particular narrative exactly. Why not leave it that time will tell which of you/us is/are right? The Zullo/Arpaio presser is coming up, after all. Can’t we at least wait to see what they say, before tearing into ea other over all these esoteric details?
That’s not the one that I am remembering. I remember an article on WND quoting an article discussing Obama giving a speech. I listened to the whole thing to see what he said. He never mentioned Queens hospital in that speech to announce his candidacy.
http://www.wnd.com/2009/07/103306/
Did you not see the condition of the roof? Did you not notice the single pane windows? I'm not an expert on old Hawaiian houses, but it looks pretty old by the standards I am familiar with. In any case, the FBI file says that's his address in 1961, and if you aren't sure because the numbers on the front aren't in such good condition, the trash can has the numbers clearly painted on it.
If you wanna get picky, find out when that house on Google was built.
Not sure how to do that. Not sure of the need anyway. That Gilbert fellow has seemingly gone quite a ways beyond that level of research.
And I don’t like being called ‘dude’
My apologies. It was intended as a means of expressing a colloquial familiarity, as if one were conversing with a friend in a joking fashion. It is not unlike being called "Mate."
Instead of taking that article at face value (something I warned against earlier)..actually listen to the speech. The article leads you to believe he mentioned Queens. He did not.
one of the real estate sites listed the house as being built in the 20s.
While there are people still running around in Kenya telling reporters that the kenyan went to the US not long after he finished his education at the Maseno school, and that he worked for an oil company and married a white woman named Anna Toot, it was imperative!
So we see how 'Dreams' deals with that, don't we? Stanley Ann Dunham gets to be called ANNA, her mother gets the nickname TOOTS - and ANN is thrown in there because ANN S OBAMA is shown at the birth announcement address.
Clever. Everyone falls for it. And they think they are safe, because no one reads articles out of Kenya, do they?
Here's the 'Dreams' segment that deals with the MANY NAMES OF STANLEY ANN DUNHAM:
“Well, this particular time they arrived in one piece, and they got out and stood at the railing to admire the view. And Barack, he was puffing away on this pipe that I’d given him for his birthday, pointing out all the sights with the stem, like a sea captain-” “Your father was really proud of this pipe,” my mother interrupts again. “He’d smoke it all night while he studied, and sometimes-”
“Look, Ann, do you want to tell the story or are you going to let me finish?” “Sorry, Dad. Go ahead.” “Anyway, this poor fella-he was another African student, wasn’t he? Fresh off the boat. This poor kid must’ve been impressed with the way Barack was holding forth with this pipe, ’cause he asked if he could give it a try. Your dad thought about it for a minute, and finally agreed, and as soon as the fella took his first puff, he started coughing up a fit. Coughed so hard that the pipe slipped out of his hand and dropped over the railing, a hundred feet down the face of the cliff.” Gramps stops to take another nip from his flask before continuing. “Well, now, your dad was gracious enough to wait until his friend stopped coughing before he told him to climb over the railing and bring the pipe back. The man took one peek down this ninety-degree incline and told Barack that he’d buy him a replacement-” “Quite sensibly,” Toot says from the kitchen. (We call my grandmother Tutu, Toot for short; it means “grandparent” in Hawaiian, for she decided on the day I was born that she was still too young to be called Granny.) Gramps scowls but decides to ignore her.
“-but Barack was adamant about getting his pipe back, because it was a gift and couldn’t be replaced. So the fella took another look, and shook his head again, and that’s when your dad picked him clear off the ground and started dangling him over the railing!” Gramps lets out a hoot and gives his knee a jovial slap. As he laughs, I imagine myself looking up at my father, dark against the brilliant sun, the transgressor’s arms flailing about as he’s held aloft. A fearsome vision of justice. “He wasn’t really holding him over the railing, Dad,” my mother says, looking to me with concern, but Gramps takes another sip of whiskey and plows forward. “At this point, other people were starting to stare, and your mother was begging Barack to stop. I guess Barack’s friend was just holding his breath and saying his prayers. Anyway, after a couple of minutes, your dad set the man back down on his feet, patted him on the back, and suggested, calm as you please, that they all go find themselves a beer. And don’t you know, that’s how your dad acted for the rest of the tour-like nothing happened. Of course, your mother was still pretty upset when they got home. In fact, she was barely talking to your dad. Barack wasn’t helping matters any, either, ’cause when your mother tried to tell us what had happened he just shook his head and started to laugh.
‘Relax, Anna,’ he said to her-your dad had this deep baritone, see, and this British accent.” My grandfather tucks his chin into his neck at this point, to capture the full effect. “ ‘Relax, Anna,’ he said. ‘I only wanted to teach the chap a lesson about the proper care of other people’s property!’ ” END EXCEPT
Not one of Ayers better inventions, is it? But it does the 'trick'.
And you counter with his address in 1960.
It is germane as to whether or not pictures could have been taken in his house. You seemed to think he never had one. Apart from that, we don't know exactly from WHICH residence Gilbert is supposed to have obtained the pictures. It could have been left in the house at the house on Kalihili. I've moved into houses before with leftover pictures in the attic.
I had actually thought about getting someone to go to that House and see if the current owner could be paid to allow photographs of the wooden floor, which presumably still exists. If the wood grain in the floor matches the pictures, we will have proof positive that is the location the photographs were taken in.
Read it again. AFTER HIS DIVORCE I wrote.
Yes, but we were discussing whether or not Frank Davis took nude pictures of Women in his house. Apparently this Gilbert fellow has done some fine research on this issue. As i've mentioned, he apparently has a photo of Frank Davis sitting on that same couch (and with that same lamp) that the nude photo was taken on.
How’s this: it’s been reported that he was born in both hospitals’.
My guess: you’ll find a way to argue w that statement too.
I recall reading some old articles regarding her that reported her name as "Shirley."
I am not making that claim. As a matter of fact, I am very interested in learning how Gilbert substantiates that claim. For the moment, i'll accept what he says, but I am eventually going to want to see some verification of it.
He *DID* produce two new pictures of the nude Stanley Ann, that I hadn't seen before, and he claims to have two more. I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt for awhile.
There are some on FR who continue to insist that 'David' is the spitting image of zero. I think I can tell you why that is. Because that IS who it is. And what is it that makes so many nervous? Might it be because that raises the question, who is the dark boy who looks like the kenyan student?
btw, Mark has removed the image from his webpage.
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