by Lloyd Billingsley
His final solutions for America, Jews and Israel are coming into focus.
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“The Democrat Party’s Antisemitism Went Mainstream With Barack Obama,” runs the headline in the May 7 Federalist. As author Shawn Fleetwood notes, the former president “has been noticeably quiet about anti-Israel anarchists’ takeover of U.S. college campuses.”
While wishing Jews a happy Passover, the former president “couldn’t be bothered to condemn the anti-Semitic behavior on display at his alma mater or any of America’s post-secondary institutions.”
Fleetwood traces back to “The Obama Factor,” David Samuels’8/2/23 interview with David Garrow, author of Rising Star: The Making of Barack Obama. Garrow revealed that Dreams from My Father was a novel and the author a “composite character.” He told girlfriends he fantasized about making love to men, which may have been more than a fantasy. After all, his beloved Communist Frank Marshall Davis – disguised as happy-drunk poet “Frank” in Dreams – was a sexual omnivore of ravenous appetite. One of the composite character’s girlfriends raised another issue.
Sheila Miyoshi Jager was troubled by Obama’s refusal to condemn black nationalism and anti-Semitism. The former Barry Soetoro failed to speak out after Chicago mayoral aide Steve Cokeley accused Jewish doctors of injecting black babies with AIDS as part of a genocidal plot. Fleetwood also noted that the composite character’s collaboration with Louis Farrakhan was captured in a 2005 photo and conveniently “suppressed until after Obama’s two terms.” For the composite character, Farrakhan was not a new enthusiasm.
In Dreams from My Father, young Barry gathers books from authors such as James Baldwin, Ralph Ellison, Langston Hughes, Richard Wright and W.E.B. DuBois. He finds “all of them exhausted, bitter men, the devil at their heels,” and “only Malcolm X’s autobiography seemed to offer something different.” In Los Angeles, Barry and his friend Ray meet Malik, a follower of the Nation of Islam but readers learn nothing about the group.
As the late Stanley Crouch explained in 1985, the NOI believed “the white man was a devil ‘grafted’ from black people in an evil genetic experiment by a mad, pumpkin-headed scientist named Yacub” and “the first devils to roll off Yacub’s assembly line were the Jews,” and so on. As a student, “community organizer,” senator or president, the composite character never openly condemned Farrakhan. As Fleetwood notes, “Obama’s embrace and tolerance of anti-Semites and corporate media’s refusal to hold him accountable for it is responsible for the anti-Israel radicalism rampant throughout the modern left.”
It is now okay “for anti-American radicals who harbor the worst sentiments about Jews to join the party’s ranks.” The Democrat Party “now opposes Israel’s right to defend itself from Hamas and Iranian-backed attackers to appease their anti-Semitic wing,” and “Obama’s silence on the pro-Hamas movement infecting America’s campuses speaks volumes.” Another volume to consult is the 2015 Believer, by David Axelrod, proclaimed by the New York Times in 2007 as “Obama’s narrator.”
As the believer explains, “authenticity is an indispensable requirement for any successful candidate, but particularly for a president. Biography is foundational.” Axelrod failed to note that Dreams from My Father is a novel, not an autobiography or memoir, and that the author is not exactly authentic. Readers also have to wonder about the believer his own self. For example:
I knew Barack was an exceptional writer. Dreams From My Father, the memoir he published at the age of 33, was a powerful and poignant work. . . Tracing the paths that brought together the son of a Kenyan goat herder and the daughter of small-town Kansas.
What animated The Audacity of Hope were stories written with the narrative skill of a gifted novelist. It occurred to me, in reading the manuscript, that Obama approached every encounter as a participant and an observer. He processed the world around him with a writer’s eye, sizing up the characters and the plot, filing them away even as he fully engaged in the scene.
In his writings, Barack had introduced the world to Reverend Wright as the pastor, mentor and father figure who brought him to Christ.
I think people who are guilty of that kind of personal attack against Obama have been influenced to a major degree by a belief that he should not be president because he happens to be African American.
[criticism of Obamacare] was rooted in race: a deep-seated resentment of the idea of the black man with the Muslim name in the White House. The facts notwithstanding, to them, health reform was just another giveaway to poor black people at their expense.
And so on, closing out in triumphalist style. “Few of the decisions he had made would satisfy the politics of the moment,” Axelrod explains, “but at home and abroad, Obama was playing a longer game.” That game is now coming into clear focus.
The composite character fundamentally transformed the United States of America into a woke, bankrupt dystopia, what David Samuels called “the disaster we are living through now.” The puppet Joe Biden puts on his best White House face, but Obama calls the shots.
As Samuels explains, the composite character holds the Iran file and “all of his people are already inside the White House.” He funds the Iran’s terrorist regime and his silence on the campus jihadists speaks volumes. His “longer game” exposes American Jews to violence and confronts Israel, an ally, with an existential problem.
At home and abroad, the composite character’s final solutions are coming into view. As Trump likes to say, we’ll have to see what happens.
Lloyd Billingsley is the author of Yes I Con: United Fakes of America, Barack ‘Em Up: A
Literary Investigation, Hollywood Party, and numerous other works.
Source: https://www.frontpagemag.com/obamas-longer-game/
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