It’s all just a coincidence.
Ever since granny (the last living woman who knew anything about the birth and young years of O) conveniently dropped dead about 48 hours before the 2008 election, it’s just been coincidence, coincidence, coincidence, coincidence.
Nothing to see here, move along.
“I’m good at killing people.”
He didn’t take the kids along to see their great grandmother
in her last days. Curious.