Wall Street Journal Sizes Up Obama

Wall Street  Journal Sizes Up Obama
A "deadly"  article regarding Obama, at the Wall Street Journal, which today is the most  widely circulated newspaper in America .
  Article from the Wall Street Journal - by Alan Caruba:
  "I have this theory about Barack Obama. I think he's led a kind of  make-believe life in which money was provided and doors were opened because  at some point early on somebody or some group (George Soros anybody?) took a  look at this tall, good looking, half-white, half-black, young man with an  exotic African/Muslim name and concluded he could be guided toward a life in  politics where his facile speaking skills could even put him in the White  House.
  In a very real way, he has been a young man in a very big hurry. Who else do  you know has written two memoirs before the age of 45? "Dreams of My  Father" was published in 1995 when he was only 34 years old. The  "Audacity of Hope" followed in 2006. If, indeed, he did write them  himself. There are some who think that his mentor and friend, Bill Ayers, a  man who calls himself a "communist with a small 'c'" was the real  author.
  His political skills consisted of rarely voting on anything that might be  deemed controversial. He went from a legislator in the Illinois legislature  to the Senator from that state because he had the good fortune of having  Mayor Daley's formidable political machine at his disposal.
  He was in the U.S. Senate so briefly that his bid for the presidency was  either an act of astonishing self-confidence or part of some greater game  plan that had been determined before he first stepped foot in the Capital.  How, many must wonder, was he selected to be a 2004 keynote speaker at the  Democrat convention that nominated John Kerry when virtually no one had ever  even heard of him before?
  He outmaneuvered Hillary Clinton in primaries. He took Iowa by storm. A  charming young man, an anomaly in the state with a very small black  population, he oozed "cool" in a place where agriculture was the  antithesis of cool. He dazzled the locals. And he had an army of volunteers  drawn to a charisma that hid any real substance.
  And then he had the great good fortune of having the Republicans select one  of the most inept candidates for the presidency since Bob Dole. And then John  McCain did something crazy. He picked Sarah Palin, an unknown female governor  from the very distant state of Alaska . It was a ticket that was reminiscent  of 1984's Walter Mondale and Geraldine Ferraro and they went down to defeat.
  The mainstream political media fell in love with him. It was a schoolgirl  crush with febrile commentators like Chris Mathews swooning then and now over  the man. The venom directed against McCain and, in particular, Palin, was  extraordinary.
  Now, 3 full years into his presidency, all of those gilded years leading up  to the White House have left him unprepared to be President. Left to his own  instincts, he has a talent for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. It  swiftly became a joke that he could not deliver even the briefest of  statements without the ever-present Tele-Prompters.
  Far worse, however, is his capacity to want to "wish away" some  terrible realities, not the least of which is the Islamist intention to  destroy America and enslave the West. Any student of history knows how  swiftly Islam initially spread. It knocked on the doors of Europe, having  gained a foothold in Spain .
  The great crowds that greeted him at home or on his campaign "world  tour" were no substitute for having even the slightest grasp of history  and the reality of a world filled with really bad people with really bad  intentions.
  Oddly and perhaps even inevitably, his political experience, a cakewalk, has  positioned him to destroy the Democrat Party's hold on power in Congress  because in the end it was never about the Party. It was always about his  communist ideology, learned at an early age from family, mentors, college  professors, and extreme leftist friends and colleagues.
  Obama is a man who could deliver a snap judgment about a Boston police  officer who arrested an "obstreperous" Harvard professor-friend,  but would warn Americans against "jumping to conclusions" about a  mass murderer at Fort Hood who shouted "Allahu Akbar." The  absurdity of that was lost on no one. He has since compounded this by calling  the Christmas bomber "an isolated extremist" only to have to admit  a day or two later that he was part of an al Qaeda plot.
  He is a man who could strive to close down our detention facility at  Guantanamo even though those released were known to have returned to the  battlefield against America . He could even instruct his Attorney General to  afford the perpetrator of 9/11 a civil trial when no one else would ever even  consider such an obscenity. And he is a man who could wait three days before  having anything to say about the perpetrator of yet another terrorist attack  on Americans and then have to elaborate on his remarks the following day  because his first statement was so lame.
  The pattern repeats itself. He either blames any problem on the Bush  administration or he naively seeks to wish away the truth.
  Knock, knock. Anyone home? Anyone there? Barack Obama exists only as the sock  puppet of his handlers, of the people who have maneuvered and manufactured  this pathetic individual's life.
When anyone else would quickly and easily  produce a birth certificate, this man spent over a million dollars to deny  access to his. Most other documents, the paper trail we all leave in  our wake, have been sequestered from review. He has lived a make-believe life  whose true facts remain hidden.
  We laugh at the ventriloquist's dummy, but what do you do when the dummy is  President of the United States .



We the  people are coming!