Fresh From the Archives: Barack Obama Cites Job Given to Him by Bill Ayers as a Qualification for His Election to US Senate
How did Obama's time on the Annenberg Challenge board go from being a key bullet-point in his resume -- by his own accounting -- to one the media refuses to even mention?
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Obama Built His Entire Legislative Record in Illinois in a Single Year, And None of it Was His.
Regarding Obama's "Community Organizing" resume:
Exhibit A
Exhibit B
What do the ten cities with the highest poverty rate have in common? (hint: besides community orgainzers)
Why would Obama choose to move to Chicago right after graduating college? Could it be that FRANK MARSHALL DAVIS was more than simply Barry's mentor?
1. How this committed Communist became a mentor to Obama remains a mystery, but it is likely that his mother was somehow involved in far left activities in Hawaii and met Davis through her left-wing network on the University of Hawaii campus. Perhaps an enterprising reporter could ask Senator Obama how he met Davis and what sort of influence he may have had on him. Likewise, one can only speculate on the influence his rebellious, left-wing mother had on his political beliefs and aspirations.
2. The not so simple story of BHO's youth Chicago Trib 3/25/2007
Keep in mind, Six months AFTER BO Sr. married Stanley Ann, they announced the birth of BO Jr.
Sr left his new wife and newborn 'son' before Jr. turned two, never to return. Abandonment issues were initiated by his 'father' yet he 'dreams' of this bums legacy.
What follows below are a few lines from Obama's books.
From Dreams of My Father: 'I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites.'
From Dreams of My Father : 'I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'There was something about him that made me wary, a little too sure of himself, maybe. And white.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa , that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself , the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela.'
And FINALLY the Most Damaging one of ALL:
From Audacity of Hope: 'I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.'
It is of particular interest to note:
Sen. Claire McCaskill (D-MO) tried to get McCain's name taken off the resolution vying for McCain's citizenship so that it applied generically to ALL foreign born candidates. She wasn't able to. However to avoid looking foolish afterward, she and Obama had to continue supporting the resolution. I think their original goal was to clear Obama with the resolution without drawing attention to the need for Obama to be cleared.
It is particularly interesting in that at that time, McCaskill was being seriously considered for VP spot.
. . .when examining citizenship qualifications of BHO
Revisionism, huh?
Hello, 1984!
A nation that does not remember where it came from, or what it’s foundations were, is
Easily destroyed, by it’s enemies, either from within, or without.
Over 50 years ago all American children learned in school, the story of our founding
father George Washington, and how he miraculously survived the first major battle of the
French and Indian War at the hand of God, 20 years before the signing of the declaration
of independence. But thanks to the traitors, and infiltrators who hate God and America
this story and many like it can no longer be taught in school to our children!
George Washington was only a 23 year old colonel at the time of the French and Indian
war, along the banks of the Monongahela river, near Fort Duquesne, which is now
Pittsburgh, Pa.
General Edward Braddock had heard of the prowess of George Washington, and asked
him to become one of his aids.
Washington’s Mother feared for her son’s life, and tried to persuade him to stay home.
Washington replied:
“God, to whom you commended me, madam, when I set out upon a more perilous errand,
defended me from harm, and I trust He will do so now. Do not you?”
Washington had done everything he could to inform Gen. Braddock of the tactics of the
French & Indians, of getting down behind cover and firing only when a target was visible,
but Braddock was insulted to be advised by an inferior officer.
On the morning of July 9th, 1755, Braddock and 1000 of his men, along with Washington
and some of his Virginia regulars, crossed the southern shore of the Monongahela. Colonel
Thomas Gage had a forward detachment of 350 soldiers, and 250 workers, and axe men,
cutting a path. They were about 10 miles from Ft. Duquesne.
It was around 1:00 pm. Gage and the forward detachment had just crossed a ravine, when
scouts, and flanking parties came running back towards them, waving them off. Just then,
they were hit with a fusillade of musket balls. It immediately became chaos. The British
could not see their enemy, for they were hidden behind rocks, hills, and trees. The rain
of bullets kept coming in on them, dropping them like flies. Gage’s men fired back at
the direction of the smoke plumes from their enemies rifles, but hit nothing but rocks,
hills, and trees, merely splintering bark.
Gage’s men continued to drop, and the horses, some of them wounded, began to panic,
and bolt, carrying wagons full of their weapons and ammo, trampling men on the ground
as they galloped off. The workers and axe men fled. For the Indians, who were crack
marksmen, this was like shooting sitting ducks! Eventually what was left of Gage’s
forward detachment began to retreat.
Gen. Braddock, hearing the gunfire, left 400 troops along with most of the Virginia
regulars, with Sir Peter Halkett, and most of the baggage. Braddock and his remaining
troops, Washington, and a 100 or so, Virginia militia hastened towards the battle. The
retreating men, collided with the advancing men, setting them to more confusion. All
the while, the French and Indians continued to rain down musket balls upon them with
deadly accuracy, and force.
It became an instant slaughter, as Braddock instructed his men to form columns (making
them easy to hit, because of their red coats, and being in plain sight) like they were
accustomed to doing in Europe. Musket balls rained down on them at will, cutting
them down with an instantaneous efficiency!
The 100 or so Virginia men, quickly adopted the Indian style of warfare, and dropped
behind trees, and shot when only an enemy target was visible. Gen. Braddock was
furious at this, and barked orders for them to get out from behind the trees. He saw this
as cowardice, according to his rules of engagement.
Braddock was undaunted in his task, bravely going to and fro amidst the shower of musket
balls, trying to rally his troops. He had five horses shot out from under him. But for all
his bravery, and reckless courage, he could not stem the tide.
God’s hand can be seen protecting Washington this whole time. Because he was busy
going back and forth across the battle field, completely exposed. Carrying out General
Braddock’s orders. One soldier observing Washington, stated:
“I expected every moment to see him fall. Nothing but the superintending care of
Providence could have saved him.”
Indians testified later, that they had singled him out, but their bullets had no effect on
him. The chief suddenly realized that a mighty power must be shielding this man.
“Stop firing!” he commanded. “This one is under the special protection of the
Great Spirit.” A brave standing nearby stated, “I had seventeen clear shots at him…and
after all could not bring him to the ground. This man was not born to be killed by a bullet.”
They were convinced that an Invisible Power was protecting him. Washington had
two horses shot out from under him. Had four bullet holes in his coat. Yet he had been
untouched by bullet, or arrow. Scores of victims had fallen beside him, yet he went
unharmed, protected by God’s hand! Every other mounted officer, had been slain!
Eventually, Braddock was mortally wounded in the side, and fell. When this occurred, all
the British troops fled in confusion. Washington gathered up what was left of the Virginia
men, barely 30. The injured General, and covered the retreating British, leaving all the
baggage, weapons, provisions, cattle, horses, behind for the enemy to plunder. General
Braddock died three days later.
In the aftermath, 714 British soldiers had been killed, 37 wounded. 26 officers out of
86 were killed, and 37 wounded. Only 30 men and 3 officers were killed, of the French
and Indians!
Upon Washington ‘s return to Fort Cumberland, He wrote a letter to his mother, to allay
any fears she would have, as news of the rout had preceded them. On the same day (July
18, 1755) he also wrote to his brother, John A. Washington:
“As I have heard, since my arrival at this place, a circumstantial account of my death
and dying speech, I take this early opportunity of contradicting the first, and of assuring
you, that I have not as yet composed the latter. But, by the all-powerful dispensations of
Providence, I have been protected beyond all human probability or expectation; for I had
four bullets through my coat, and two horses shot under me, yet escaped unhurt, although
death was leveling my companions on every side of me!”
15 years later, an old respected Indian Chief, sought out council with Washington, when
he heard that he was in the area. Through an interpreter he explained that he had set out
on a long journey to meet Washington personally, and to speak to him about the battle
15 years earlier. He said:
“I am a chief and ruler over my tribes. My influence extends to the waters of the great
lakes and to the far Blue Mountains. I have traveled a long and weary path that I might
see the young warrior of the great battle. It was on the day when the white man’s blood
mixed with the streams of our forest that I first beheld this chief. I called to my young
men and said, mark yon tall and daring warrior? He is not of the red-coat tribe—he hath
an Indian’s wisdom, and his warriors fight as we do—him is alone exposed. Quick, let
your aim be certain, and he dies. Our rifles were leveled, rifles which, but for you, knew
not how to miss—’twas all in vain, a power mightier far than we, shielded you. Seeing
you were under the special guard ship of the Great Spirit, we immediately ceased to fire
at you. I am old and soon shall be gathered to the great council fire of my fathers in the
land of shades, but ere I go, there is something bids me speak in the voice of prophecy.
Listen! The Great Spirit protects that man [pointing at Washington ], and guides his
destinies—he will become the chief of nations, and a people yet unborn will hail him as
the founder of a mighty empire. I am come to pay homage to the man who is the particular
favorite of Heaven, and who can never die in battle.”
80 years after this battle, a gold seal that belonged to Washington, that bore his initials,
was found on that very field, where he had been moving back and forth on horseback,
relaying the orders for Braddock, amidst the hail storm of bullets. The gold seal had been
shot off of his body, by a bullet!
During the War for our independence in New Jersey at the Battle of Monmouth June
28th 1778 General Lee attacked the British General Clinton’s rear guard. General Clinton
hearing the explosions and fire rushed back with several regiments. The reinforced
rear guard drove the Americans back. General Lee feeling overwhelmed and confused
ordered a general retreat. General Washington marched his men towards Monmouth as
he began to hear the sounds of fighting Washington rushed forward and was shocked to
be encountered by Lee’s retreating Army. Not only had Lee fled the field of battle but
the enemy was in hot pursuit Washington hastily reorganized his troops. He ordered two
regiments to charge forward, “stand fast my boys, and receive your enemy; the southern
troops are advancing to support you!” he went dashing in to the middle of the field to
get a better view of the advancing enemy. “He remained there some time upon his old
English charger, while the shot from the British artillery were rendering up the earth
all around him.” During this battle as many others Washington was exposed. He was
speaking with an officer when “a cannon ball struck at his horse’s feet throwing dirt into
his face, and over his clothes, the general continued giving his orders, with out noticing
the derangement of this toilette. The officers present, several of whom were of the party
of the proceeding evening, looked at each other with anxiety. The chief of the medical
staff, pleased with the proof of his prediction, and reminiscence what had passed the night
before, pointed toward heaven, which was noticed by the others, with a gratifying smile of
acknowledgment.” “The night before the campfire, Doctor Craik had expressed his great
faith in the Indian’s prophecy. “Gentlemen,” he said, to some of the officers, “recollect
what I have often told you, of the old Indian’s prophecy.” Yes, I do believe, a Great Spirit
protects that man-and that one day or another, honored and beloved, he will be the chief
of our nation, as he is now our general, our father, and our friend. Never mind the enemy,
they can not kill him, and while he lives, our cause will never die.”
Two days after the battle, Washington displayed his usual gratitude to Deity. In general
orders he said: “The men are to wash themselves this afternoon and appear as clean
and decent as possible . . . that we may publicly unite in thanks-giving to the Supreme
Disposer of human events for the victory which was obtained . . . over the flower of the
British troops.”
“Brothers . . . you do well to wish to learn our arts and ways of life, and above all, the
religion of Jesus Christ. These will make you a greater and happier people than you
are.”—George Washington—in a speech to the Delaware Chiefs.
More of this story can be read in The Bulletproof George Washington: by Charles D.
Barton, or The Real George Washington: The True Story of America’s Greatest Diplomat
by Andrew M. Allison.
This is the story of our country and the enemy within doesn’t want us or our children
to hear it!
When the people vote on an issue and it is passed if the ACLU doesn’t like the outcome
they immediately take the issue to court and try to overturn the will of the people. To
the ACLU the MAJORITY doesn’t count! To them all that counts is to impose their own
sick twisted views on the majority because they are the self proclaimed masters of the
UNIVERSE! They hate God! I live in one Nation under God. I don’t remember ever
voting the ACLU into office! The ACLU was formed by COMMUNIST their goal is
simple, Divide and Conquer!
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