The other night I was listening to a San Francisco radio station while picking up a load at a refinery in Rodeo when the host starts talking about the death of Nelson Mandela. He begins comparing the struggles of Mandela to that of Obama, and how both have fought segregation and racism. Excuse me?
From what little we know of Obama’s youth, it’s apparent he was a spoiled child. He went to the best schools where he was never stopped in attaining whatever he wanted, and as far as we know, the only fight he took part in was trying to get enough marijuana to smoke and coke to snort in college — which explains why he refuses to divulge his school records. By the way he governs now, it seems he has graduated to smoking crack.
During the Trayvon Martin case, in which he had no reason to get involved other than to stoke racial unrest, he did give an example of racism against him in the mean streets of Hawaii. That was the locking of car doors as he and his mother crossed the street. Oh, the humanity! How could he carry on with such hatred focused against him? What strength of character, what courage and fortitude, what a man, what a guy! What trials Mandela endured is nothing compared to this man. Wow, aren’t we lucky!
Let me make this very clear — as Obama is fond of saying — Mandela had more manhood in his fingernail clippings than Obama has in his entire body. And the comparing of this pampered child (who has never worked a real job in his life) to such company as Mandela is an affront to such a man as Mr. Mandela; to wit, that liberal host should be made to apologize. Like that will ever happen!