
I awoke from a disturbing dream during the wee hours this morning.
Somewhere in between consciousness and a persistent dream state I couldn’t pull myself out of, I began to remember what it was that so affected me that I was laying in sweat soaked sheets.
Suddenly a disturbing image flooded my mind; the image I saw in my dream was a surveillance camera spying down on me as I lay in an unfamiliar
bed. A small steel box the size of a cigarette pack with a distinctive
crystal lens that followed even my slightest movement. I looked to my left and peered down a row of similar beds all with the same severance cameras intruding on others peoples somber state.
Where am I? Ok I am dreaming, wake up I directed my conscience. Good grief this is the second night in a row I have experienced an unsettling dream. I know what is causing these disturbing dreams, its the presidential election. I am letting my passion, my fear of an Obama presidency get out of hand. Perhaps paranoia best describes my state of mind. That’s it, paranoia, I have to clear my mind and get a peaceful night sleep.
If only I could!
If only I could dismiss the interview I read about with the FBI agent who infiltrated the Weather Underground Organization. The radical terrorist group who bombed a NY city police station, the Pentagon and had their eyes on Washington. Bill Ayres who stated on 911 he wished he had done more to bring down our country. The alarming details I read as the FBI informant described Ayres insistence the “hard core capitalists”
will need to be eliminated. The FBI agent struggling to maintain his cover as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair. They were sitting around a kitchen table like any family would do at dinner time.
Eliminate them, he questioned? That’s right Ayres responded, they will need to be exterminated.
Go back to sleep, I direct myself. I need to relax and get some sleep.
After all as Obama articulates “I was just a child when these horrendous acts took place”. He is just a guy in my neighborhood. Never mind that Ayres held Obama’s first political event as he entered his dramatic assent to the democratic presidential nomination. Never mind that just this morning we learn that several experts have affirmed Ayres was actually a ghost writer for Obama’s self exploration in his first book “Dreams From My Father”. As Obama has stated when questioned about their relationship, “I thought he had a change of heart”. Sure I can believe that. If I didn’t, wouldn’t I just be acting paranoid?
I need to put to rest the conspiracy that Obama is not a US citizen.
That he was actually born in Kenya. The fact his grandmother states she was there at his birth in Kenya is irrelevant. She must be confused. He insists he was born in Hawaii. Never mind the Democratic Party has filed suite and won (just this week) in a federal court which prevented a US citizen from forcing Obama to indisputably substantiate his
citizenship as dictated in the US Constitution. Its means nothing that
the judge, a Clinton appointee ruled ordinary citizens have “no right”
to bring such a suit to court. I wonder if not a US citizen then who can enforce this paramount Constitutional requirement? But again I am being paranoid.
The fact Obama last week traveled to Hawaii abruptly just as these questions came to the forefront in the public’s conscience means nothing. As we were told he is going to see his ailing grandmother who is in very bad condition. Read through the lines, I suspect she is dying and it’s only normal for him to escape from the campaign trail and visit her. Forget the fact he earlier tossed her under the bus when he referred to her as the typical racist white woman. He too has had a change of heart, just like Ayres.
No I shouldn’t be paranoid when he didn’t take his daughter and wife to see her at her bedside. His grand mother’s grand daughter. Maybe she didn’t want to miss a day of school. It’s a long flight on daddy’s custom aircraft you know. The only aircraft ever flown by a candidate without an American flag! But he has a cool logo in its place so I can understand that. Why should I expect him to display the American flag when he once argued against wearing a flag on his lapel? As he stated he prefers to show his patriotism in other ways. What other ways? Wait I am just being paranoid again.
Forget the fact the very day he arrives in Hawaii, we are informed (by a non biased media) that his records have been sealed from public scrutiny. Only he or a legal agent can request the documents be released. I don’t expect that. No college records, no birth certificate, we really should not question him. He is Obama. He transcends the archetypal rules and regulations we as a nation have come to expect when electing the most powerful man in the world.
Change and hope. The words are powerful! He delivers them with eloquence and style the world hasn’t seen or heard in years. In fact their words are similar. Hope and change for our nation. Words once uttered to a German population too enamored to hear the real message. To read between the lines. They were captivated by his words. But I need to put this type of thought behind me. It’s making me loose sleep.
After all, there isn’t any real justification for paranoia, is there?
Headlines from the last seven days:
Republican women's group leader under fire for calling Obama 'Muslim Socialist'... <http://www.alamogordonews.com/news/ci_10780432>
Group asks IRS to investigate Catholic bishop's anti-Obama column...
<http://www.usatoday.com/news/religion/2008-10-22-irs-catholic-obama_N.htm>
Home 'Shot Up Over MCCAIN Signs'...
<http://www.local6.com/politics/17784129/detail.html>
Pastor becomes IRS target
<http://www.onenewsnow.com/Church/Default.aspx?id=298802>
McCain Campaign workers maced over Obama signs...
<http://www.galaxgazette.com/cgi-bin/storyviewnew.cgi?055+News.20081027-
2025-055-055007.Lead+News>
Obama donor ordered Big Brother probe of Joe the Plumber State agency director authorizes child-support check on senator's critic
Experts affirm: Ayers wrote Obama's memoir Scientific analyses independently find radical's mark on 'Dreams From My Father'
