When the skinny young cafe au lait guy with idealistic commie sickles in his eyes and white linguistic inflections walked into the Ayers lair in NYC, they all drooled like foxes seeing a plump chicken.
Finally, a way into the White House without a single bomb or flame thrower. No girlfriends dead. They had a way to waltz in through the front door.
And it worked. It freaking WORKED.
Expanding...I don’t think Obama “happened” through Ayers’ Manhattan door. I think he was sent. He was assigned move from Occidental to NYC because it was his time for ripening - for serious training. The connections then are the same connections as now - and they go back, WAY back - into the bowels of Chicago, and Bill Ayers’ father, Valerie Jarrett’s father-in-law, Frank Marshall Davis, Michelle Obama’s father, Michelle’s connection gorwing up to Jessie Jackson’s family, Obama’s maternal grandparents/Stanley Ann’s being an au pair for WHO? HOW? in Chicago the summer of her 16th year [when she LIVED in Mercer Island, WA], David Axelrod’s commie journal parents...It all, always, and all ways...goes back to Chicago. Chicago - the home theatre of Saul Alinsky and his concentrated indoctrination of Chicago blacks into communism which made it a festering cesspool of CPUSA indoctrination. And - as you say - they found their golden boy, and now he sits in the Oval - amongst their looming, directing shadows.