Obama, the Ventriloquist's Dummy

 Wall Street Journal Calls Obama a Dummy


A "deadly" article regarding Obama, at the Wall Street
Journal, which today is the most widely circulated newspaper in America.

Article from the Wall Street Journal - by Alan Caruba:
"I have this theory about Barack Obama. I think he's led a
kind of make-believe life in which money was provided and doors were opened
because at some point early on somebody or some group (George Soros anybody?)
took a look at this tall, good looking, half-white, half-black, young man with
an exotic African/Muslim name and concluded he could be guided toward a life in
politics where his facile speaking skills could even put him in the White
House.

In a very real way, he has been a young man in a very big hurry.
Who else do you know has written two memoirs before the age of 45? "Dreams
of My Father" was published in 1995 when he was only 34 years old. The
"Audacity of Hope" followed in 2006. If, indeed, he did write them himself.
There are some who think that his mentor and friend, Bill Ayers, a man who
calls himself a "communist with a small 'c'" was the real author.

His political skills consisted of rarely voting on anything that
might be deemed controversial. He went from a legislator in the Illinois
legislature to the Senator from that state because he had the good fortune of
having Mayor Daley's formidable political machine at his disposal.

He was in the U.S. Senate so briefly that his bid for the
presidency was either an act of astonishing self-confidence or part of some
greater game plan that had been determined before he first stepped foot in the
Capital. How, many must wonder, was he selected to be a 2004 keynote speaker at
the Democrat convention that nominated John Kerry when virtually no one had
ever even heard of him before?

He outmaneuvered Hillary Clinton in primaries. He took Iowa by
storm. A charming young man, an anomaly in the state with a very small black
population, he oozed "cool" in a place where agriculture was the
antithesis of cool. He dazzled the locals. And he had an army of volunteers
drawn to a charisma that hid any real substance.

And then he had the great good fortune of having the Republicans
select one of the most inept candidates for the presidency since Bob Dole. And
then John Mc Cain did something crazy. He picked Sarah Palin, an unknown female
governor from the very distant state of Alaska. It was a ticket that was
reminiscent of 1984's Walter Mondale and Geraldine Ferraro and they went down
to defeat.

The mainstream political media fell in love with him. It was a
schoolgirl crush with febrile commentators like Chris Mathews swooning then and
now over the man. The venom directed against Mc Cain and, in particular, Palin,
was extraordinary.

Now, 5 full years into his presidency, all of those gilded years
leading up to the White House have left him unprepared to be President. Left to
his own instincts, he has a talent for saying the wrong thing at the wrong
time. It swiftly became a joke that he could not deliver even the briefest of
statements without the ever-present Tele-Prompters.

Far worse, however, is his capacity to want to "wish
away" some terrible realities, not the least of which is the Islamist
intention to destroy America and enslave the West. Any student of history knows
how swiftly Islam initially spread. It knocked on the doors of Europe, having
gained a foothold in Spain.

The great crowds that greeted him at home or on his campaign
"world tour" were no substitute for having even the slightest grasp
of history and the reality of a world filled with really bad people with really
bad intentions.

Oddly and perhaps even inevitably, his political experience, a
cakewalk, has positioned him to destroy the Democrat Party's hold on power in
Congress because in the end it was never about the Party. It was always about
his communist ideology, learned at an early age from family, mentors, college
professors, and extreme leftist friends and colleagues.

Obama is a man who could deliver a snap judgment about a Boston
police officer who arrested an "obstreperous" Harvard
professor-friend, but would warn Americans against "jumping to
conclusions" about a mass murderer at Fort Hood who shouted "Allahu
Akbar." The absurdity of that was lost on no one. He has since compounded
this by calling the Christmas bomber "an isolated extremist" only to
have to admit a day or two later that he was part of an al Qaeda plot.

He is a man who could strive to close down our detention facility
at Guantanamo even though those released were known to have returned to the
battlefield against America. He could even instruct his Attorney General to
afford the perpetrator of 9/11 a civil trial when no one else would ever even
consider such an obscenity. And he is a man who could wait three days before
having anything to say about the perpetrator of yet another terrorist attack on
Americans and then have to elaborate on his remarks the following day because his
first statement was so lame.

The pattern repeats itself. He either blames any problem on the
Bush administration or he naively seeks to wish away the truth.

Knock, knock. Anyone home? Anyone there? Barack Obama exists only
as the sock puppet of his handlers, of the people who have maneuvered and
manufactured this pathetic individual's life.

When anyone else would quickly and easily produce a birth
certificate, this man spent over a million dollars to deny access to his. Most
other documents, the paper trail we all leave in our wake, have been
sequestered from review. He has lived a make-believe life whose true facts
remain hidden.

We laugh at the ventriloquist's dummy, but what do you do when the
dummy is President of the United States