Epaminondas posted an important article yesterday, which he titled, "Why Is Barack Obama So Compfortable Around People Who So Despise America?"
That's a good question.
Particularly interesting to me was Epa's discussion of Obama's friendship with William Ayres, the Weather Underground terrorist:
Obama enjoys a friendly relationship with Bill Ayers and his wife, Bernadine Dohrn, a pair of terrorists?
I want to be clear here: Not terrorist sympathizers. Terrorists.
Ayers ... is an unapologetic terrorist with a savage past -- one who beat the system he so reviles when, after his years of fugitivity, terrorism charges were dropped due to government surveillance violations.
He's "guilty as sin," by his own concession, but "free as a bird."
Ayers didn't just carry a sign outside the Pentagon on May 19, 1972. He bombed it. As his memoir gleefully recalled, "Everything was absolutely ideal on the day I bombed the Pentagon. The sky was blue. The birds were singing. And the bastards were finally going to get what was coming to them."
In a attack of synchronicity, the New York Times ran a piece on the release of William Ayres book Fugitive Days on September 11, 2001, in which Ayres was quoted as saying,
''I don't regret setting bombs,'' Bill Ayers said. ''I feel we didn't do enough.''
This is Barack Obama's friend.
Epa pointed out yet another interesting New York Times piece on William Ayres. This one, published five days after 9/11, entitled "The Way We Live Now" obviously referring to the aftermath of the World Trade Center attacks.In this interview, he is actually being interviewed by a lady named Hope Reeves whose parents were also members of the Weather Underground.
Now, I want you to really think about the content of this interview. Ayres seems to be on the edge of some sort of paranoid breakdown. He calls from a pay phone because he doesn't trust the government. Nowhere does he express any anger towards the people who attacked us. Instead, all his anger is saved for America.
Witness this, my friends, and remember, this is Barack Obama's friend:
Q: You're calling from a pay phone? You still pick up a receiver and think, ''My phone might be tapped''?
I think anybody in America who doesn't think that is off his rocker. Is there such a thing as a Big Brother? Absolutely. I mean, our worst paranoid fantasies about what the government was capable of in the mid-60's turned out to be mild by comparison to what it did.
But you're living a normal life now, with a job and a family and a book to sell, while at least one former comrade, like Kathy Boudin, who was just denied parole, is still in prison. Does that mean you've come to place a certain trust in society?
I don't trust it. You can't live in a society like this in equilibrium and not sell your soul. This society is not a just and fair and decent place.
So you're living troubled?
Oh, I'm troubled, troubled. We're living in a country where the election was stolen, and we didn't have a mass uprising. It's incredible. We're all asleep. The pundits all pat themselves on the back: ''God, what a great country. You know, we could have had a constitutional crisis, but instead, we let him steal the election. Isn't that great. What a country.'' It makes me want to puke.
So if things are as bad as ever, was it worth it, all the struggling?
Without a doubt. And the reason is that we really did play a role in destroying the old system of segregation and in destroying the conquest of Indochina by the Americans.
My parents were also Weathermen. Whenever they refer to their ''revolution,'' I can't help rolling my eyes. I mean, isn't there something a little absurd about thinking you would overthrow the United States government?
It's a funny word, and people use it for a million different reasons. Mainly, these days, to sell products -- a ''revolutionary'' deodorant. We used the word to mean that we should create a society more equal, more fair, more just, more loving than the society that we have. It was a huge kind of hope. And it does seem, looking back, naïve and absurd. But if we are guilty of a kind of grandiose innocence, what we should not fall into in reaction is a kind of arch cynicism.
Yes, my parents have often accused me of being in what you would call ''a deep American sleep.'' Is there something wrong with my generation for not being obsessed with world injustice?
Well, I'm going to disagree with you. There are all kinds of signs now of a wonderful activism going on internationally -- Seattle and Genoa, young people objecting to global capitalism getting to make all the decisions about everybody's life without any consultation or any democratic process at all, let alone any sharing of the wealth. People are demanding that the world come to its senses about things like global warming and environmental degradation and the pollution of water and air. It's not all quiet.
You were quoted as urging the young to ''kill all the rich people, break up their cars and apartments, bring the revolution home, kill your parents, that's where it's at.'' Did you actually mean for people to do that?
Many things were said in a kind of a humor. They were excessive and extreme and a joke. They were taken literally mainly by the for-profit media to show how crazy we were.
Well, my mom took it seriously, as a directive from you.
She killed her parents?
No, but it took years to heal the wounds. She and the other foot soldiers, as she calls them, looked to you and the Weather Bureau for direction.
Well, if there's a lesson, it's to never surrender your own mind. People being betrayed by leaders -- well, that's the cautionary tale.
Yes, there it is, right from the camel's mouth. It is a cautionary tale.
Barack Obama is close personal friends with this guy. As Epa noted:
It was at the Chicago home of Ayers and Dohrn that Obama, then an up-and-coming "community organizer," had his political coming out party in 1995. Not content with this rite of passage in Lefty World -- where unrepentant terrorists are regarded as progressive luminaries, still working "only to educate" -- both Obamas tended to the relationship with the Ayers.
Barack Obama made a joint appearance with Bill Ayers in 1997 at a University of Chicago panel on the outrage of treating juvenile criminals as if they were, well, criminals. Obama apologists say, "So what? People appear with other people all the time." Nice try. This panel was orchestrated by none other than Michelle Obama, then an Associate Dean of Student Services. Ayers didn't happen to be there -- he was invited by the Obamas to educate students on the question before the house: "Should a Child Ever Be Called a 'Super Predator?'"
William Ayres is a very paranoid man. However, I don't think he is a lunatic. I don't think he is insane. And, that is even more frightening than if he were, in fact, suffering from some sort of delusions.
William Ayres is not suffering from delusions, and yet he still is able to believe the government is watching him at all times. He believes he is so important that five days after 9/11 ("the way we live now"), the government had nothing better to do than to focus on William Ayres.
In fact, one has to wonder if, perhaps, the reason for his paranoid outburst in this interview was exactly because the Al Qaeda terrorists had stolen his stage at the exact time when his book Fugitive Days had just been released.
And, so he invented a paranoid fantasy whereby the government of the United States was once again focusing their attention on him.
In William Ayres mind, the world revolves around William Ayres. He is a kind of Superman, able to pull the entire planet into gravity of his own fantasies about himself. The most powerful nation on Earth must be quaking in fear of William Ayres five days after 9/11.
And, this is Barack Obama's friend.
Barack Obama, who very well may be the next President of the United States of America.
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