You are confusing talking about fellow Americans and prejudice among American neighbors, with running military operations in Africa and siding with the enemy, as President?
Come on now, get real.
Get real? Ok. Here is a real quote. I do not believe that Obama sides with America, neither as president, nor in what little we know of his previous life. He clearly adores the Muslim Brotherhood, banned for extremist Islamist during the 3 years I lived in Cairo.
Actual quote from “Dreams from My Father” [pg. 100-101]: To avoid being mistaken for a sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets. We smoked cigarettes and wore leather jackets. At night, in the dorms, we discussed necolonialism, Franz Fanon, Eurocentrism, and patriarchy. When we ground out our cigarettes in the hallway carpet or set our stereos so loud that the walls began to shake, we were resisting bourgeois society’s stifling constraints. We weren’t indifferent or careless or insecure. We were alienated. But this strategy alone couldn’t provide the distance I wanted, from Joyce or my past. After all, there were thousands of so-called campus radicals, most of them white and tenured and happily tolerated. No, it remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.