Commie Hunter
Dear Mr. Walden,
I avoided reading your "Barack Obama: Red Diaper Baby" article in American Thinker until now, because I assumed from the title of your publication, that it might be one of those elitist, pro-thinking blogs. Thankfully, one of my friends, Vallor, corrected me and convinced me to give it a look.I'm glad he did. As far as investigative journalism goes, your piece ranks up there with the very best reports on the Klinton murders, secret Muslim messages in Mattel dolls, and Obama birth certificates. Indeed, it's almost like you were channeling Orly Taitz.
Your research certainly convinced me that Obama's mother, Stanley Ann Szlz Obama, was as red as a Palin voter's face after detox. How could it not with evidence like this:
According to former classmate Chip Wall, she caught foreign films at Seattle's only art-house theater, the Ridgemont, and trekked to University District coffee shops like the Encore to talk about jazz, the value of learning from other cultures and the "very dull Eisenhower-ness of our parents."I bet she saw some of those movies you have to read, the ones with guys in hip European eyeglasses and trombone-playing clowns marching in small circles like some kind of sick circus orgy thrown by a tractor factory collective.
And the coffee--coffee in the Seattle Socialist Republic no less, a city where it's easier to score a dainty cup of French-pressed espresso than a good, American soda pop in a Big Gulp cup.
And Jazz? well, it's not proper music for a young white girl--that's what you were getting at, right? It's not uplifting like, say, Webb Pierce's There Stands the Glass or Conway Twitty's Pop a Top. More importantly, it's gotta be commie music. I bet Breshnev was a jazz fiend. I can imagine him slowly swaying to the cool sounds of Miles Davis as he and Suzlov riffed on dialectical materialism in between great proletarian tokes of righteous Bolshevik Bud.
I hope you continue to write pieces like this. We just don't hear people calling Obama a communist and a socialist as much as we should.
Heterosexually yours,
Gen. JC Christian, patriot
