November 8, 2009
October 17, 2009
Dreams From My Father (Bill Ayers at Reagan National…Stirring the Mirth Pot?)
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“Then, unprompted he said–I wrote Dreams From My Father. I said, oh, so you admit it. He said–Michelle asked me to. I looked at him. He seemed eager. He’s about my height, short. He went on to say–and if you can prove it, we can split the royalties. So I said, stop pulling my leg. Horrible thought. But he came again–I really wrote it, the wording was similar. I said I believe you probably heavily edited it. He said–I wrote it. I said–why would I believe you, you’re a liar.
He had no answer to that. Just looked at me. Then he turned and walked off, and said again his bit about my proving it and splitting the proceeds.”
All conspiracy theories aside..the intrigue of this Leftist (O) from no where is an intriguing story on power, manipulation and the slumbering psyche of middle America and those damn undecided bozo’s. The what if’s of how easily a nation of taker’s can be played is frightening. The alarm should be sounded for any rising star, whether from the Left or the Right.
