~Lame Cherry
I'm not going to apologize for bringing you to where you desire to go. I will though state that all of you children are best left at this in being no closer than an internet screen as all of you would be raped, robbed and butchered to disappear as fully as all those Mexicans on the border Obama is gun running for.
I'm going to take you to the red light, Hawaii in this venture, as it is vital in this to comprehend what the smiling Stanley Amour Dunham was "exchanging" with Uncle Frank Marshall Davis and the folks at Lederer's Bar in the red light.
To explain a little of where I'm taking you as most of you gentle people have not ventured into Bangkok in it's boom time to know what life is really like.
Tame life is the bar where the stripper has tassels on her nipples twirling them, and for an encore she could twirl them in opposite directions.
No, we are in an arena where women routinely pick up bar tips with their c*nt lips, feeler shows where patrons can fondle a woman behind a screen for all the voyeurs to see, one might play an instrument with her labia and those ping pong balls shot out of a womans vagina in all their warmy stickiness to waiting catchers..............well it is Disneyland baby for the adult pervert where children are walking the streets as Honolulu PD keeps walking right on by.
Sure prostitution really went red back in 1965, but what is that when Waikiki is still n*gger haven in all those entrepreneurial pimps cruise the mainland, whispering to little child molested white little girls like Stanley Ann Dunham, they are loved and have can have their Obama dreams too in paradise for a one way ticket to hell.
Hell is the stud pimp with his leather purse looking tough after three days, bitch slapping the little girl into submission "as we need dah rent baby", and one more little girl or boy is on permanent vacation turning tricks until they murder themselves on Obama's birth abstract turf.
Oh yeah, focus on the Rush Limbaugh hotel and Barack Obama million dollar vacation retreat, but baby sis knows right behind that is where dreams are made and they turn out to be a goddamned box of shredded catalogue paper infested with rat shit.
You just met the first layer in the n*ggahs which run the bottom rung of the red light. Off that is Chinatown, the filthy, disgusting and stinking cesspool where the deprave parade around like a gay marriage ceremony.
Trannies strutting up the street and down on johns...............tis the home of The Glades of the 1960's.
Now though you can go one up to the institutionalized religion of Hawaii. The Asians once imported now run their Jap and Korean mainline brothels...........nice institutions with big Somoans bouncers where clients can look and the girls can touch.
Disneyland in Sugarland where women run the paid review and tourists meld with the darkside just long enough to feel superior to the whores they oggle and leave behind.
Considering you now know a bit of the Obama vista, let us get to the things you really want to know that baby sis stopped blushing over long ago.
Lederer's Bar was the place Stanley Amour gravitated to. I will post a little quote about Lederer's from a couple who stumbled into it, to give you the ambiance of it.
We came across a large corner bar called Bill Lederer’s. Hey, we’d heard of William Lederer! He and Eugene Burdick had written that controversial bestseller, "The Ugly American," about our country’s shoddy diplomacy in Southeast Asia. This place should be pretty classy.
It wasn’t. It was filthy. It smelled of stale beer and urine. For some reason we went to the bar and ordered a couple of beers anyhow. Mary asked for a wet napkin and wiped the sticky space right in front of us. Apparently curious about the suddenly clean surface, a cockroach the size of a half-smoked cigar with six hairy legs skittered to the center of it and seemed to size Mary up. Before I could slap down a five-dollar bill, Mary had made it to the bus stop.
Once back at our new apartment, she implored me to move us back to Philadelphia. I promised I would if I ever raised the airfare.
This is the bar which Stan Ann was reportedly cruising for several months that her father patronized, before she became in "the Obama way", and it is the same bar which B. Hussein writes of in accompanying his Grandfather where it was linked with "unspoken transactions" between pedophile Frank Marshall Davis and "unspoken transactions" at the Lederer Bar.This is the district where you get rolled, robbed or murdered. Not exactly the type of place a nice furniture salesman would go, the husband of a nice upcoming banker, nor the father of a little girl, and this is the exact location which was frequented by quasi communist spies like the original William Lederer who was the father of Vietnamese communism and smearing Americans in his book, The Ugly American.
I will give you the insight in this as most of you are too nice of people to even comprehend these things.
Honolulu is a military town. Military means intelligence, and intelligence and military mean banking.
Mix those things together, and you have the need for organized labor to move things about.
All of that is a lure for intrigue and espionage. When black communist Paul Robeson engaged in the overthrow of the Territory of Hawaii with the longshoreman's union, which came to fruition under the propaganda of Frank Marshall Davis as Hawaii reached statehood, the newest imports flowing in will be the communists and the quickest retreat will be the capitalists.
The advice of using whores as intelligence agents is as old as the ages of espionage. Whores know everything as johns always have to tell their life story if they are some midshipmen and if they are some Russian merchantman, after they rough you up, they will have to tell you about how nice of bastards they are back in Archangel where they get invited round to the KGB's docha for vodka shots.
Whores know and if you want to know, put the whores on retainer, treat them right and for Uncle Sam's sake don't be sampling the rotten crotch as when you steal a whore's heart, she gets quite lethal in scorn in turning you over to the other side whereby they bury you at sea, after beating, busting and carving on your person for a few days.
A 17 year old Stan Ann, fresh from the mainland, and there she is in a whore bar used by the comrades with her old man setting there.
If it were a Church, you would be singing hymns, but when you are about the devil's business you go to the source.
Pimps, whores, spies, johns and communists. What company for Stanley Amour, the smiling buffoon who welcomed the protege of Kenya America in Barack Obama sr. into Hawaii.
I have a rare photo of Stanley and Stanley.
Study that photo very keenly as it is a most troubling recording of history. Stanley sr. has his common stupid grin on his face. That sort of Ted Bundy trust me persona which the world passes by as this guy is harmless around dogs and children.
Look at Stanley jr. though.
This is one very intensely resolute little girl, who does not like this man, does not want to be near this man and does not want to be photographed with this man.
There is more taking place here than a father steadying a child on an incline. The male even is exhibiting a public distance from the female.
His attire is he is quite covered up for a reason in noting he has things to hide, especially with a little girl in her little beach attire playware.
At the least, one is looking at the American 5th column. At the worst, one is opening a view of Sodom and Gomorrah, leading to traitors, espionage, sexual assaults and the underworld of Sugarland.
This was such a scarring moment in the scarred existence of Barry Soetoro, that he had to confess it in the subject of Lederer's Bar and the unspoken things Uncle Frank Davis was engaged in with Stanley Armour.
This entire underworld was one of the dopers dealing in traffic and the lurking perverts and spies all passively observing what the Americans were up to as they fed upon them.
Stanley Ann Dunham was not at Lederer's ringing Church bells for Paul Revere. There is only one reason to be there and that is sex as it is today. When unspoken transactions are taking place that is organized crime, and as there has never been a Yakuza link surfacing in the Dunham's, this then is international communism.
It looks a great deal like the kid who ran like a duck in Indonesia, in child molestation of little boys and girls, communist overthrows of America and that same duck running kid who was supposed to be president of Kenya for the Dulles boys was instead by the Putin boys made president of America.
You have no idea of the creature nor the muck which it was spawned in that you allowed to be installed into the White House.
You should though start to becoming very, very uncomfortable now.............because if you knew what Barack Obama was really confessing in Dreams, you would be throwing up ghetto green vomit.
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