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Obama Returns to Kenya

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HIT THE ROAD, JACK!

On Thursday, Barack Hussein Obama II returns yet again to Kenya. This will be, arguably, his fifth, sixth, or seventh trip to “his home country.” (Actually, who knows? See: Nov. 1982. What many would like to know is at what age he first left Kenya.)

This time, Barry will meet Uhuru Kenyatta, alleged to have committed crimes against humanity. That all charges were dropped under the circumstances described by the prosecutor in that article (linked above), brings to mind a quip from Bill Ayers, which we might paraphrase as:

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Obama Mystery Theater: Mark Ndesandjo Speaks

markandbrother - CopyIn a recent Newmax article, there’s audio of an interview with Mark Ndesandjo, Barack Obama’s half-brother by another mother.  A partial transcript appears below, of what seems most interesting, at least to me. [emphasis added]

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Beating a Dead Horse, Again.

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So, having exhumed the dead horse, I’m going to beat it some more.

Even though the obfuscators want us to be bogged down in contradictory details, I nevertheless have some comments on Nick Chase’s articles. (See here and here; some background on him here, and a list of all of his articles for American Thinker here.)

I won’t address all of his articles, but will take issue with a few. First of all, Chase believes that Obama’s short-form certification of live birth (SFCOLB) is “genuine” and that the information on it is “true“.

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Obama: Young Love (Open Thread)

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In honor of the 21st wedding anniversary of the First Couple, we reprise this story  (h/t Papoose):

A Chicago neighborhood has erected a granite boulder with a plaque as a monument to the Obamas’ first kiss. As Obama related: [emphasis added to quotes]

On our first date, I treated her to the finest ice cream Baskin-Robbins had to offer, our dinner table doubling as the curb. I kissed her, and it tasted like chocolate.

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