Jack Cashill: Into the Rabbit Hole for More Obama Truth

Jack Cashill  stays on the case and gives us the most coherent encapsulation of Barack Obama’s origins to date.  Cashill recently exhumed a  cryptographic   poem entitled “Pop”, alleged to have been written by a young Obama:

“A spot in my brain, something
That may be squeezed out, like a
Watermelon seed between
Two fingers.
Pop takes another shot, neat,
Points out the same amber
Stain on his shorts that I’ve got on mine, and
Makes me smell his smell, coming”

“Pop” prompted Cashill to dig more deeply into the murky past of the current leader of the free world, whomever he may be.  Cashill’s investigation provides what has to be the most cogent explanation thus far of the issues so troubling to the birthers; slurred  not only by the mainstream media, but by fellow conservatives as well.  The liberal media is creating a make believe antagonist:  the Tea Bagging Birther Party;  those heavily armed, frenzied right wing radical guerillas that all good Americans should fear.   Among Cashill’s findings:

•  Questioning Obama’s origins is a legitimate enterprise. Even by their own humble standards, the major media — including Obama’s biographers — have done an impressively slack job in tracing the president’s uncertain roots.
• Obama was almost assuredly born in Hawaii. There is no evidence that puts him elsewhere. Undoing the Kenyan possibility is the high likelihood that the ‘marriage’ between Barack Sr. and Ann Dunham was a sham.

Cashill correctly points out the peculiarity of a young Ann Dunham who had just given birth to Barack Junior turning up alone with the infant in Washington state.   “There is not much storybook to a romance in which the mother leaves home immediately after her son’s birth. Barack Sr.’s close friends have no memory even of a relationship between him and Dunham.”

Cashill postulates that “Pop” was actually written by Davis; communist, poet, alcoholic, sexual deviant, and fomenter of racial hatred.   Davis also proudly proclaimed himself bisexual, a voyeur  and exhibitionist who wished he’d had two penises. 

• In fact, “Pop” hints at both a blood relationship between the two men and a sexual one. The very name of the poem implies paternity, and in the poem the young man uses reflections and mirrors to show a physical resemblance between himself and the old man.
• As to a possible sexual relationship between Obama and the admittedly bisexual Davis, the poem offers some intriguing evidence: ‘Pop … points out the same amber/ Stain on his shorts that I’ve got on mine, and/ Makes me smell his smell, coming/ From me.’
• It is impossible to confirm that Davis either sired Obama or sexually abused him, but this imagery does at the least reek of some unsavory boundary violation.

That boundary violation is the most disturbing part of the entire Frank Marshall Davis relationship.  Ann Dunham’s absorption in Third World folkways eclipsed her enthusiasm for bringing up her young son.  She chose instead to pursue a degree in archeology.  Alice Dewey of the University of Hawaii recalls Dunham as a craftsman and weaver in Java herself.  Dunham considered Indonesia her home, returning to Hawaii occasionally to study and to earn money. 

All of this Javanizing meant that little Barry was left with Grandpa Stanley to be treated to visits with the fetid Frank Marshall Davis at a time when normal little American boys were busy with Little League rather than making up pornographic limericks to entertain the “adults.”

We likely will never know all of the details of each meeting between Obama and Davis over the years.  Obama himself may not have entirely accurate recollections; such is the nature of extreme experiences in childhood.  The very best we can say is that his grandfather failed to provide a healthy role model for the impressionable child.  Exposing a child to race hating, communist ideology, along with all manners of sexual perversion, is child abuse and can be expected to have a lasting influence.