THE LIBERTARIAN ENTERPRISE
Number 673, June 3, 2012
“This is the strangest era ever,
in American politics. So far.”
by L. Neil Smith
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Although details are a bit hazy after forty years, in Paper Man, a small handful of college kids gets tired of eating dormitory food and yearns for the finer things in life. They decide they need a credit card, and invent what we would call a virtual person to apply for one. They use the campus mainframe’s primitive networking ability to give their creation—they call him “Henry Norman”—credentials: birth certificate, educational background, employment history, banking record, and so on. They receive their credit card and start to enjoy it.
Until they begin to die, one by one, apparently killed by Henry Norman.
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So I suppose it’s altogether appropriate that Henry Norman has shown up again—as America’s first Paper President. Barack “Barry” Hussein Obama—or is it Soetoro?—is an individual whose personal history, from the very moment of his birth, is no more than a collage of contradictory lies and hidden truths that may never end up sorted out.
Where was he born? He and the entire progressive establishment claim it was Hawaii, but name two different hospitals, neither of which has records of it, as the location of the Blessed Event. One of his grandmothers says (or said—I think she’s conveniently dead now) that Barry was born in Kenya, and that she was right there when it happened.
Nobody can prove that his mother and his alleged father, a British subject, were ever married (some investigators believe Obama’s real father was Frank Marshall Davis, another old commie, who took naked pictures of Barack’s mommy), or had anything more, fundamentally, than a one-night stand, although it’s claimed that face-saving divorce papers were eventually filed, which Obama Senior ignored—he already had a wife back in the Old Country. We do know that little Barack’s step-father signed him into school as an Indonesian citizen and a Muslim.
What do we know about this man who thinks he owns us and that he can kill one of us at any time he likes, for any reason he cares to offer?
We certainly have no idea who he is. His famous birth certificate—legally a matter of public record—has been “sealed” away and may not be inspected or investigated. Even little baby Barack’s baptismal record has apparently become a matter of national security. Obama’s original signed, embossed paper “Certificate of Live Birth” is also hidden away, and the cybercopy offered in its place so incompetently forged it wouldn’t fool a three-year-old. We do know that he isn’t a front man for the FBI, the CIA, NSA, or Army, Navy, Air Force, Coast Guard, or Boy Scout Intelligence—their fakes would have passed muster.
We also have no idea what Obama is. Here’s an essentially penniless son of a penniless single mother whose mother and father (who raised the boy more than his mom did) didn’t have much money, either.
And yet the left wing money machine that I described in my speech “You Can’t Fight A Culture War If You Ain’t Got Any Culture” somehow came through and sent him to an expensive private school in Hawaii, then to Occidental College—those records are sealed—then to Columbia College—records also sealed along with Barack’s Master’s thesis—and then to Harvard College where his records are also sealed.
Obama apparently went to college (and paid tuition) as a foreign student, and used a foreign passport to visit Pakistan in 1981. His Selective Service records are sealed. His Social Security number— issued by a state he never lived in and actually belonging to a guy who’s dead—reeks of fraud. His medical records are sealed. For ten years he was carried as Kenyan-born by his literary agency. His Illinois State Senate schedule and Illinois State Senate records are sealed, as is his Law practice client list. For some unexplained reason he and his wife Michelle turned in their law licenses in Illinois.
He can’t make a coherent speech without a teleprompter.
I can’t help thinking of that movie Paper Man and coming to the bizarre but unavoidable conclusion that Obama is just a little nobody that his mentors—his creators—employed as a wire-frame to hang item after item of false credentials on, credentials so incompetently manufactured that they must now be kept hidden away to avoid expert scrutiny.
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I think this raises the great issues that the brithers, proofers, and whateverers try to articulate. Before they get hooted down as tin foil hats.
I have no idea what BHO44 is or is not.
This is either the biggest hoax ever pulled OR one sloppy mess of random coincidences since the JFK assasination!
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