Fencepost turtle

Yes, as you can see from the title of today’s post, I’m still in my animal phase: last time the king of the forest, today the persistent and determined champion of an epic foot race.

Posted just a few days ago at Google Video, “Infrastructure” is part four of a provocative film called The Plan To Control America, and I’m beginning to fear it really may be as bad as all that.

There are no new revelations or discoveries in the film (not if you’ve been following along) but it does remind me of a few things that should trouble everyone, in case there isn’t enough already:

• When Barack Obama traveled to Indonesia and Pakistan in 1981, he would have been regarded there as an Indonesian citizen and a Muslim, because that’s how he would have needed to present himself with appropriate documents.
• At that time, Pakistan was under martial law and a travel ban by the US state department was in effect for US citizens.   It was no time to go there even to visit Mommy—not, that is, if you were a US citizen and a non-Muslim.  Even if you were a Muslim from an Islamic nation,  you would have been wise to avail yourself of the assistance of your wealthy Pakistani roommate with unsavory in-country connections.
• Obama’s undisclosed college records from Occidental, Columbia, and Harvard are extremely important in this respect, because it is certainly possible, if not in fact entirely probable, that Obama was admitted to school and recorded as an Indonesian citizen.

This last point is also made by Phillip Berg, who is directing the sensational court challenge to Obama’s candidacy.  You can catch an interview with Berg in this YouTube video, and I was interested to hear him describe in the interview something that I discovered, quite accidentally, on my own.

You see, Mrs. Dasalami, who is homebound, watches The View and she often runs her thoughts about it by me.  A couple weeks ago she asked me about FactCheck dot org, because Whoopie and the rest of the ladies were touting it on the TV program to validate Obama’s birth certificate.  I confessed I didn’t know anything about the site but I’ve seen it similarly cited in reference to the birth certificate issue, so she went to the Internet to see for herself what FactCheck had to say about it.

She was reading aloud, but I leaned over her shoulder to look at the screen and I saw the distinctive and prominently displayed logo go by as she scrolled quickly down the page.  “Tell me this site is sponsored or produced by Annenberg?” I asked.  “What is Annenberg?” she replied.  It was then that I started to understand that this whole matter of Obama’s birth certificate is not some cheap shot, silly conspiracy theory, or Hail Mary pass by those desperate to turn the tide of this race.  Obama’s comings and goings on the world stage are drawn in mysterious, blurry, impressionist brushstrokes.  As someone once quipped, Obama could literally be in the witness protection program.  And everywhere that the picture starts to blur, the most nefarious and sinister associations and connections are there to support Obama’s legitimacy.

In Colin Powell’s utterly ridiculous endorsement of Obama, he decried as racist the question of whether Obama is a Muslim, and he even ventured that some little Muslim boy somewhere in this great country should aspire to the presidency.  Whether it matters that Obama is a Muslim is an altogether separate topic, and one that I’m all but certain General Powell is ill-equipped to argue, but it is revealing that Powell definitively supported his position with fact.  “He’s a Christian,” Powell declared.  But these are the brand of fact we have when it comes to Obama, for it is pretty clear that he is no Christian.  Let me be forthright—and I haven’t heard anyone say it quite this bluntly and categorically—but Obama’s church, where he attended for over twenty years, is not a Christian church.  Even those things about Obama we can verify pose more questions than they answer.  It’s all smoke and mirrors.

So you’ll forgive me for posting part of The Plan to Control America, which suggests that Obama is the real McCoy Manchurian candidate, groomed by sinister forces with revolutionary intentions.  As hard as it is to believe, I’m actually starting to believe it, because if you ask me, it’s way easier to connect the dots on really wild conspiracy theories than it is to follow the amorphous details of a bizarre story about a first-generation African American who made it big through hard work and talent.

It’s like the old rancher said when he referred to Obama as a fencepost turtle:

You know he didn’t get up there by himself.  He doesn’t belong up there, and he doesn’t know what to do with himself now that he’s there.

And you just have to wonder what kind of dumb ass put him up there to begin with.

Yeah.  Something like that.