Gerard Baker On Obama The Godly
OBAMANIA Watch - Anorak’s look at Barack Obama in the news
Gerard Baker writes in the Times:
He travelled fleet of foot and light of camel, with a small retinue that consisted only of his loyal disciples from the tribe of the Media. He ventured first to the land of the Hindu Kush, where the
Taleban had harboured the viper of al-Qaeda in their bosom, raining terror on all the world…
The Great Prophet Algore of Nobel and Oscar, who many had believed was the anointed one, smiled and told his followers that the Child was the one generations had been waiting for.
And there were other wonderful signs. In the city of the Street at the Wall, spreads on interbank interest rates dropped like manna from Heaven and rates on credit default swaps fell to the ground as dead birds from the almond tree, and the people who had lived in foreclosure were able to borrow again.
Makes you proud (wipres way tear) to be British…
And wgat Did Obama say? Well, this was his note pushed into the Wailing Wall:
“Lord—Protect my family and me. Forgive me my sins, and help me guard against pride and despair. Give me the wisdom to do what is right and just. And make me an instrument of your will.”
Baker’s piece is a parody, right?
Posted: 25th, July 2008 | In: Barack Obama, Broadsheets, Politicians, Race For The White House Comments (5) | Follow the Comments on our RSS feed: RSS 2.0 | TrackBack | Permalink
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July 27th, 2008 at 3:01 pm
You got that right, Dan.
July 26th, 2008 at 3:14 pm
He ain’t black and he ain’t white and he ain’t going to be the next President of the United States of America.
July 26th, 2008 at 7:32 am
The Truth About obama:
You Can’t Hide Barack Hussein Obama
The American people need to be asking Barack Obama a whole different list of questions when they attend his political rallies on his quest to become the leader of the free world. They need to ask the man who he really is because, up to this point on the campaign trail, he has lied to them.
http://www.newswithviews.com/Ryter/jon212.htm
Below are a few lines from Obama’s books
in his own words:
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 mothers 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.’
From Audacity of Hope: ‘I will stand with the Muslims should the
political winds shift in an ugly direction.’
July 26th, 2008 at 1:24 am
De real story, and perhaps de reason Barack is compared to JFK, is dat his granfader was born in de same county in Ireland as JFK’s. I have read dis in an Irish newspaper but cannot remember who wrote it to attribute copyright. I have also embellished it to suit myself. Anyway Barack’s granfader, also called Barack because he was born in a British Barracks in Wexford (The Irish are illiterate thus the lack of one of the rs.) left Ireland on a boat to America during the Great (British and potato blight induced) potato famine. Because he was illiterate (ie Irish) he got the wrong boat and ended up in Kenya. Here things were so good he forgot about his family in Ireland for whom he should have been saving up the boat fare. He became absorbed into a cash free but relatively abundant lifestyle and it was too damn hot to be thinking anyway. One day, after many years of dreaming, Barack was lying under a palm tree when he was struck on the head by a turnip. This alerted him not to the fact that gravity must have reversed but that he had responsibilities which began with going to America so he grabbed his Kenyan wife and off he went.
July 25th, 2008 at 11:08 pm
Baker is on a roll there