It is difficult for the bwana of Kenya, in they all fancy themselves the pretty lord of the plains. The memsaabs are all traded like cattle, and humored for sex, but the men are the lords and oft these rather gay looking characters, quite exotic in faraway lands, come to the west and soon look like something assembled by God in a left over bin in mule's tails, dairy cow's rears, wild big razor back hair and just to much of the antelope that you do not know what to do with this odd creature once he appears on your door.
It was that way for Marxist Barack Hussein Obama sr. Here was Luo boy skulk and daggered into the west, seized upon by white whores who all wanted to be taken back to Kenya to be the wife of the Minister of Dicks in too many Women, and who thought he was the prize of the savanna, the oryx of the grasslands who would rise one day to be the kudu, the lord of all the realm.
It is something to be the sperm donor in demand in America, the designer negro of the 5th column and then to return to Kenya under deportation, to indulge your delusions that you really will be noticed for what a bright boy you are, but the problem is in land of a million black faces in very ugly faced tribes, that you just aren't so special.............especially when Uncle Tom Mboya is the leader who has been using you as the back up.............you know the one the American's get like the big eland bull..........when the safari company is saving the sable for the European royalty popping in next week.
Yes it is good to be lord of the plains, but you have just not grown your horns as large as a real Rowland and Ward Trophy. Why the Marxists in Moscow and the Rothschild financiers just have more time for the wall hangers, and soon enough you start figuring out that maybe you are not such an oryx even in being the assembled parts of all the other animals God had leftovers for.
No your Mohammedan has lost it's charm. Your deep voice so appealing now sounds like a drunken baboon screeching from the trees after getting into the millet beer for a double ferment, and you just realize all your dreams were really for someone else.
That you were a just in case, something happened to President Kenyatta as it is Kenya after all, and you were just that experiment of spreading your seed as a herd bull among some new American heifers that maybe with that hybrid the cartel might be able to do something with your mules as about all your pure lines can do is make more babies and burn down Christians in their Churches.
Nothing is worse than a Trotsky voicing glorious Leninism and becoming such a bright star, that Lenin all of a sudden is noticing a jealousy building in his heart about this contender, and the next thing you know, Trotsky is eating Mexican dust straight to hell.
You look around at Kenya as Barack sr. You thought you were the kudu President in the making, but you didn't even measure up to sable contention like Tom M'boya and could not even pass yourself off as the giant eland as a presence of intellect to shape Kenya from that little Soviet exploitative colony of the poor while you enjoyed your liquor in quad shots as you dared question what Moscow and Berlin were completing in that great Kenyan slave plantation where animals were of more value than people.
Your being the topi, that antelope which is shot for lion and leopard bait.........that ugly, sad and fodder animal is what is the reality of your Obama soul.
Things though take over in you just can not behave yourself in that Kremlin apartment, good whiskey, your cattle trade wives and tapping out things on your keyboard now attacking all who are the prime trophies of Africa.
There you stand on a Nairobi street and upon leaving your protector, Tom M'boya is assassinated. You though like the Kennedy assassination, know who the murders are, but you keep silent..........though in drunken rages you confess your knowledge too many times.
So we went to stay with Barack, and he was drinking more heavily and he was limping, I asked him what had happened, and at that time, I heard the story. "They tried to kill me". He told me the story of being a witness. He said he knew who M'boya's assassins were, and "I do know they will kill me", He got very drunk and very angry those nights --- angry at life. Here he was a very smart man, and he was prevented from revealing who the assassin was.
It was no secret that Barack Obama sr. was the Marxist purist, the dolt who believed that this was a community organized for good, and not as the Rothschilds intended to police the state, plunder the populace, all economically and murder all who got in the way.
Strangely, the child who bears Barack Obama's name with the II after it, is actually the monster of Marxism, who Obama sr. was railing against in Kenya.
Did you ever consider that Obama sr. has three assassination attempts on his life, in the first one kept him in the hospital for a year, the second one amputated his legs and the third finally got the crippled idealist in Nairobi.
Obama sr. was surly and talked too much when he was drunk. Things which really did not matter in the 1980's, but would matter a great deal in 2008.
He was to give a bastard a name, an exotic identity, a quasi Marxist flare, instead of a child molesting drunk in Hawaii named Frank Davis who was on the FBI's watch lists for being a traitor.
What mattered was Paul Robeson had an understudy who was going to supplant the old man in Kenya. Why in hell waste Barry Soetoro in making him President of a thorn patch, when you could make him the Manchurian in the White House fleecing multi trillions instead of the few hundred million Kenya can deposit in central European banks.
Sure Tom M'boya could not die of natural causes by bullets to the chest and then have Barack Obama sr. die of those same natural causes, as for one the assassin was set free to Bulgaria in the Soviet bloc as he was unavailable, but even the world notices all these Luo Marxists dying naturally who were competing with the real nation rapist order of the cartels.
So Barack Hussein sr. continued to have accidents in cars, and he helped by drinking, but his being silenced in late was not in what he knew of assassinations, but the problem this old Marxist would create in 2008...............when some gushy bush queen like Kate Snow blurted out, "How does it feel Mr. Obama of Kenya to have a son who will be in the Oval Office of America?" "I wouldn't know. Why don't you ask his real father if you can find him as this is a Paul Robeson transformed coup of Kenya to destroy America. Why don't you ask the Berliner boys who Barry paid homage too or ask the Kremlin as it is their 5th column in Mockingird which overthrew the American electoral system".
One does not conclude that fading to black would cure that exclusive now would you?
Some might it odd that Obama's gay sex partner in Donald Young never had Barack Obama questioned and Obama never unleashed the FBI to find the murderer...............Obama though could unleash it on the Hutatree christians.
But how odd is it, sort of Teddy Kennedy odd, in Barack sr. was on record stating the communists who he was on their Animal Farm had tried to assassinate him for the European order. They had murdered Tom M'boya, and in two more tries they would murder Barack sr.
...........yet baby sister in all of this, Obama jr. has been to Kenya several times, has cousin Odinga burning down Christian Churches with Christians inside, has raised millions for Odinga illegally.........has his siblings in Kenya................and NOT ONCE HAS BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA CARED TO BRING TO JUSTICE THE MURDERERS OF HIS FATHER.
Now does that make Barack jr. an accomplice who was pleased like when Donald Young was silenced, that his name provider was silenced?
Does it mean Barry Soetoro really could care less someone murdered his Dreams of my Obama?
Normal people would think this all looks quite bad no matter which way this goes as either you liked your old man was murdered to silence him or you could give a care your own dad was murdered.
Then again it might be Obama sr. was just a name provider and someone who became a dead weight.............as Obama jr. seems to not have any childlike emotions in this for someone he used in a book to steal the White House.
One would wonder why the puppy press has never pressed this issue as David Remnick recorded it, and then Remnick records that...........well Obama sr. was waiting for death like a gutted zebra........and the hyenas eating him alive was the best solution as he had outlived his purpose.
Barack Obama sr. was assassinated and his own Marxist kid does not care. Says a great deal about Obama jr............and the Manchurian tale of this chimera's creation.
I believe they calls this another Lame Cherry exclusive.
Who murdered Barack Obama sr. and why does not Barack Obama jr. care?
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