07 January 2008

Obama: The Zero Of The Hour

I watched the Republican and Democrat debates Saturday night from New Hampshire. . .I can see why a certain segment of the sheeple herd are mesmerized by the half-white, half-black Obama. . .he's even more polished than Bill Clinton. . .as slick as old Slick Willie was, there was always the scent of the trailer park about him. . .he may have put on the airs of the *policy wonk,* but you knew, deep down, he was all about Big Macs and chasing skirt.

But beneath Obama's shiny telegenic surface is a totally antiseptic soul. . .neither white nor black, there is a strange emptiness about the man. . .

Here is a fellow who has had an unusual upbringing: the son of an African man and an Amerikan white woman. . .parents divorce soon after his birth. . .the mother then marries an Indonesian. . .Obama spends his formative years in Hawaii and Indonesia.

And yet despite his unordinary background, the only thing unordinary emanating from him is his extraordinary sterility.

In particular, Obama seems eager to cleanse his years in Indonesia. . .there was controversy earlier surrounding the predominantly muslim school Obama attended in Indonesia. . .certain of the Amerikan Right Wing Christo-Zionist-Nationalist Alliance (The Weekly Standard neocon crowd) tried to paint the blank canvas that is Obama with the *muslim fanatic* brush. . .for a man who peddles *Hope* and *Change* for his daily bread, you would think Obama would leap at the chance to exploit his diverse background. . .he could have said his experiences in the muslim world made him the perfect candidate to *change* the course of failed Amerikan foreign policy, that he had the first-hand knowledge of muslim culture which would allow him to deal more effectively with muslim leaders and thus he could offer the *hope* of being able to repair Amerika’s damaged image in the muslim world.

But in testily responding to the charge he was educated in a madrassa, Obama failed to take the opportunity to highlight his personal experience in the muslim world. . .instead, he chose to point out that prior to attending the predominantly muslim school in Indonesia, he had attended a catholic school (ha ha ha. . .a generation ago, he would have had to deny he was catholic, as well).

To truly be an agent of *change* and *hope,* one must be confident in one’s own identity. . .this provides the strength to face accusers. Had Obama had such strength, he would have said to the neocon nuts:

“Yes, I went to a muslim school. . .and I am proud of it. The experience made me a more well-rounded person. I have nothing to be ashamed of or apologize for.”

Instead, Obama, Identity Zero, cries the muslim school experience is insignificant (how preposterous!). . .and was nullified by his prior attendance at a catholic school (how illogical!).

Obama’s soul is like two magnets whose similar poles push against each other, creating an empty space in between. . .not surprisingly, he has therefore mastered the dark art of empty phraseology.

*Hope* and *change:* this is the incantation he uses to spellbind the weakest minds of the sheeple herd.

He promises the beaten-down sheeple Avalon, but when the Election Day mist clears, they will see they are still stuck in dreary, depressed Ypsilanti, MI, Covington, KY, East St. Louis, IL, etc., etc., wherever, with no coin to pay their massive debt. . .and no relief from war. For though Obama crows about his anti Iraq war stance, when one listens to this political robot speechify (as he did Saturday night) about *actionable intelligence* (one of the darkest verses of empty phraseology), one can have no doubt this Zero Man will toe the Christo-Zionist-Nationalist Alliance line.

Obama is a consummate fraud. . .he is so counterfeit, he makes the ambulance chasing *populist* John Edwards seem like Huey Long.

*Hope* and *Change,* *Hope* and *Change*. . .two little words delivered telegenically are all that are needed to bewitch a fatigued, hopeless herd of Amerikan sheeple.

With Obama, the Zero of the Hour, the two words will push against each other, and never connect. . .