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Bâri”s Battle of Boston: The 1975 Weather Underground Launch Of a.k.a. Barack Obama
Truth can neither be created, nor destroyed.
Tightly binding its nest of lies is a lie fundamental to The “Obama” Conspirators:
The lie that the person who presents as “Barack Hussein Obama II” was first photographed for national political purposes commencing at Harvard Law School.
“Barack Hussein Obama II” was off waging war for his Mom’s REVOLUTION! way back when, as a young teen, at the 1975 Weather Underground “Battle Of Boston”.
“Mom” being – amongst her multiple radical political identities – a.k.a. F.B.I. Most Wanted Fugitive Domestic Terrorist Elizabeth Ann Duke.
To understand a.k.a. Barack Obama, you must understand this: when it comes to her son, a.k.a. Obama’s Mom has always managed to have her way.
How else does a young teen boy wind up as Cover Boy for militant anti-United States Government Radicals?
The debut edition of Osawatomie – the Weather Underground Organization’s magazine Spring 1975 edition features on its cover none other than a.k.a. Barack Obama holding a “NO! to RACISM” sign.
Yes, that’s he, alright. Cover Boy Bâri’. Bâri’ Malik Shabazz, a secret son of Malcolm X – the boy who’d magically be ‘reinvented’ as “Barack Hussein Obama II” – marching to Mom’s REVOLUTION! drum beat, lifting high her banner “NO! to RACISM”.
The war cry, still, he emits, over and over, to make Mom happy.
Bâri’ / Barry / Barack. Mom’s & Malcolm’s REVOLUTION! Leader! The boy who’d fulfill his parents’ wicked dream: destruction of The United States Of America.
After all, that’s why Bâri’ was created. That’s why he was born to Mom and Malcolm X. That’s why Mom made sure their son, REVOLUTION! Messiah Bâri’, made the cover of the debut issue of Osawatomie.
It didn’t matter that it was only Spring 1975. It didn’t matter that while other boys’ Moms were taking them to home field baseball practice, Bâri”s Mom was pushing him onto strange streets, bearing signs that boasted what lay in her Hate-America heart. Mom had BIG plans for her son with Malcolm X!
Ten years, long lonely years, it was, since Malcolm X fell.
And Mom – a.k.a. Jo Ann Newman a.k.a. Elizabeth Ann Duke a.k.a. Stanley Ann Dunham a.k.a. her Current Principal Operating Identity – knew exactly what she [that is, what Bâri’] had to do.
Yes, that’s Bâri’ a.k.a. Barry a.k.a. Barack. Barely a teen, waging Mom’s Weather Underground “Battle Of Boston”. Boston, where America first fought its 1776 Revolution. Boston, where her son symbolically “conquered” America by fraudulently enrolling in and graduating from Harvard Law School. Harvard Law School, where his father Malcolm X had twice addressed audiences. Oh, how sweet, the “Battle Of Boston”, why, just ten years after Malcolm’s assassination, Malcolm’s and Mom’s achingly yearned-for REVOLUTION! is fought on the city’s famed streets, led by their promising young son, Bâri’ Malik Shabazz!
Oh, Bâri’ – later branded “Barack”! How sweet it was! America’s New Revolutionary Hero! A Black Revolutionary Hero! Old White Guy, Racist General George Washington, move aside!
Bâri’ has hit your sacred Boston streets.
Bâri’, at such a tender age, here to save America from its hideous self! To free America from the chains of its racist Constitution! To shake America loose from its Judeo-Christianity stranglehold!
Last but by no means least: Bâri’, here to rid America of its racist capitalism!
Where else but Boston, to launch young REVOLUTION! Leader “Obama”! To set America on its proper platform: a socialist/communist dictatorship, which Bâri’ would forever hold.
How very clever!
For, if nothing else, The “Obama” Conspirators are clever.
Oh so clever. Like wickedly launching the Secret Son of Malcolm X as “Barack Hussein Obama II” at Harvard Law School.
C’mon, Mom. You’re dying to boast! Tell us.
It was simply A Day In The Life of the boy who went on to become Mom’s Masked REVOLUTION! Leader – a.k.a. United States President “Barack Hussein Obama II”.
The Weather Underground “Battle Of Boston” day.
A typical day: a crazy-making day. A day in which the Dreams Of His Mother, now a Fugitive Domestic Terrorist, descended upon her son’s young psyche with the force of demons, occupying it, driving it to action.
To launch Bâri”s young self as Leader of her REVOLUTION! And in that process, commemorate Osawatomie. Osawatomie Kansas, that is.
As in: John Brown’s Osawatomie!
As in: Malcolm X’s John Brown – the only white person, said Malcolm, that could be trusted.
Surely you don’t think White Mom forgot that gem from Black Supremacy Global REVOLUTION! Hero Malcolm X – her idol, her lost lover, her son Bâri”s father? Oh, dear me, no – how could she?
A slap in her militant face, if ever there was one.
But not to worry. Mom’s a survivor! Mom is tough. Determined. She’d show Malcolm, just how loyal she is!
Ten years later, loyal, pushing their young teen son onto the streets of Boston.
Decades thereafter, loyal, pushing their son, Stealth REVOLUTION! U.S. President a.k.a. Barack Obama to secretly consecrate John Brown’s turf – by stomping on America there, with his [no longer] secret agenda to destroy America.
Yes, “United States President” a.k.a. Obama, at Osawatomie Kansas; as REVOLUTION! Leader, there he must go! Why, to daddy Malcolm X, and by extension, to the entire Black Supremacy Struggle, Osawatomie is sacred REVOLUTION! ground. And must be officially consecrated!
As Trevor Loudon noted on 8 December 2011:
“Why would Barack Obama choose to give a controversial speech attacking American capitalism in Osawatomie, Kansas?”
Why? Because he’s Mom’s boy! Her oh-so-clever, symbol-seeking boy! In true REVOLUTION! spirit, a.k.a. Barack Obama used his stealth-seized United States Presidential Platform to tear down capitalism, at the physical Osawatomie ‘platform’ Mom long ago erected for him at her Weather Underground “Battle Of Boston” in 1975!
Talk about THE POWER OF REVOLUTION!
Power stolen in great stealth. Power to Stealth-Destroy From Within! All, while masked as an Ivy League, preppie, grinning, cool-guy Democrat!
Aren’t The “Obama” Conspirators brilliant?
A brilliance, based upon faith.
Faith In Fraud.
Commencing with their core fraud: the Identity Fraud of their REVOLUTION! Hero Leader: a.k.a. Barack Hussein Obama II.
Now, who on earth would ever connect that dashing young Harvard Law School student to the murky face on Osawatomie’s debut cover?
Ah, The REVOLUTION! The REVOLUTION! Mom made happen, just like she promised Bâri’, throughout all those years of struggles and fights and protests and bombings and arrests and innumerable identities and jail time.
As she kept on promising him, throughout her decades as F.B.I. Most Wanted Fugitive Domestic Terrorist, hiding in plain sight, openly operating under her current Principal Operating Identity.
Oh, those decades of struggle. The good old glory days.
Days of stealth, days of lies. Days of crimes, days of fraud.
Days of con, con, con.
Days that paid off big time!
Mom made Bâri’ United States President!
Quite the feat, given Mom’s radical, criminal, violent, multiple identities, Domestic-Terrorist-Most-Wanted-Fugitive-From-Justice history.
Extra-impressive, given that thousands of people know her – and Bâri’ – from back in the day with Malcolm X. Some of whom are now very VIP.
Phenomenal, given that Mom has been tracked by the F.B.I. [as well as several state and local law enforcement agencies] since the 1950’s.
BUT SHE DID IT!
Isn’t that one reason her ‘biographer’ called her a “Singular Woman”?
Mom sure is ‘singular’. Think about it. She, wanted in connection with multiple bombings of Federal buildings including The Capitol, Pentagon, Washington Navy Yard and Fort McNair, ‘By Any Means Necessary’ rammed her son into The United States Presidency.
It’s all so impressive.
Just look at him! Top-Of-The-World Bâri’, a.k.a. Barack Hussein Obama, thirty-eight years after that fate-filled Weather Underground “Battle of Boston” day:
10 years since Bâri”s father, Malcolm X, fell.
10 years since Mom – as “Jo Ann Newman” – publicly pronounced her intent in Tribute To A Black Man to carry on Malcolm’s Black Supremacy REVOLUTION!
10 years, of life disemboweled of Mom’s idol Malcolm.
Mom’s not down! Mom’s not out!
Their secret son Bâri’ is now old enough to make a public stand! A stealth stand, in his father’s honor. The father Mom insisted he never ever disclose, to anyone, not anyone. America’s a racist country, she’d insist. No one would ever vote you into The White House if they knew you were Malcolm’s.
And The White House was exactly the place Mom intended to place Bâri’.
In his father’s wicked words: BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY.
Or, could they be Mom’s words, streamed from Malcolm’s mouth?
C’mon, Mom. You’re dying to boast! Tell us.
Not that she ever will. Her two months in jail for Domestic Terrorism in 1985, before she fled bail, still cast a sour shadow on her.
Especially seeing the wide-open freedom she’s had since, operating under her Current Principal Operating Identity. The glee at evading Justice. Not to mention the fun she’s had, working like mad to use her son to bring down America.
Along with her trusty, core “Obama” Conspirators.
But not to worry. We don’t need Mom to ‘fess up. Patriots, study these comps. They say it all for her.
It didn’t matter to Mom that Osawatomie magazine wasn’t Newsweek. Or Time. Or Life, which ten years earlier covered the death of Bâri”s father Malcolm X. In time, Mom and her band of trusty REVOLUTION! comrades would get Bâri’ on the cover of every magazine worth its paper! Watch. Mom will make that happen.
It was all so very simple.
All it took was stealth.
Stealth enroute to ‘power’. To the Overthrow of America, not by violence, but by Elections! Mom and the Weather Underground had it all figured out! Steal political power! Steal it with the grin of a good looking young black man, dressed like a preppie, waving Ivy League credentials.
A man who looked and talked and acted like a Democrat!
Yet, Mom had a challenge. Her political vision, her dreams, had to become her son’s dreams. Her passions, his passions. Her psyche, his psyche.
How best to do this?
With a boy like Bâri’ – willful, self-indulgent, lazy even – coercion wouldn’t be most effective. Plus, if he were out of sight for long, he likely would stray.
There had to be a better way.
Seduce her boy with promises of Great Power! With the physical thrills of Life As A Celebrity. With assurances that she loves him madly, that she always and forever ‘has his back’, that Malcolm would not have died in vain, if only his son carry on in his stead.
And here’s her secret weapon in the war on her son’s psyche: on extra special occasions, Mom bestows upon Bâri’ an Adoring Mom-Gaze.
The gaze she reserved exclusively for times when Bâri’ obediently did her bidding, no matter what it cost him. Times when Bâri’ was perfectly The Boy She Bore Him To Be!
Mom’s REVOLUTION! Hero.
Bâri’. “Barry”. “Barack”. Years and years of Mom’s defining-him ‘love’.
Molding her son the way she molded Malcolm X. For both their own good, in their own interest, of course.
Tempered, likely, by stout verbal lashes, reminding them both when they got too cocky: “You didn’t build that! You’re only where you are, because of me.”
C’mon, Mom. You’re dying to boast! Tell us.
Mom, oh Mom: a woman crazed with political revenge. Mom, with the iron will to smash the entire United States Of America!
Now that Malcolm was dead, via her son, that is.
Mom, now the White House Grand Dame of REVOLUTION!
The only Mom Bâri’ had.
The Mom he had to love.
And be loved by.
Especially since larger-than-life Dad was long gone, lo, ten years already.
On that momentous day in Weather Underground History, the day depicted on the Spring 1975 Osawatomie cover, was Mom’s REVOLUTION! Son-Leader yet launched as “BHO II”??
Or, did he sport whatever ID his Queen Of Fraud mother used that day in Boston?
Was Bâri’s Mom even there?
After all, if you’re a Weather Underground Mom, motherhood mustn’t keep you from your REVOLUTION! Work. That’s what lower-level comrades are for! To raise your child, whilst you’re out Conquering America!
Ah, the Weather Underground 1975 Battle Of Boston! Those were the days, the Glory Days, of conquering America without America noticing! Of hacking at the law, and the courts. Of masterfully stealing elections. Of one by one sneaking in Federal appointments, all to prepare for Bâri”s Ultimate Hostile Takeover of America.
Glory Days that continued – for decades.
Glorious Glory Days since 2009, when Mom’s REVOLUTIONARIES, under her son, work ‘under the radar’, precisely as Bâri’ bragged they do in his first years occupying The United States Presidency he fraudulently seized.
Oh what a son, has Mom! Open your ears, Patriots, you just may hear her stealth-brag:
“My Son: Teen Organizer Extraordinaire! My Son, Audacious ID Fraudster! My Son: The Greatest Ever Stealth REVOLUTION! Leader!
My Son: United States President!”
Malcolm would be so proud, Mom assumes, seeing what she did with their pride and joy boy. Bâri’, Muslim name meaning “of Allah”; “The Creator of All”; “The Maker From Nothing”.
It wasn’t for nothing she and Malcolm named him Bâri’.
Destiny decreed it: Bâri’ would one day seize The United States Presidency.
It didn’t matter, to do so, they lied and cheated and stole. [And worse.]
Ask Mom, maybe by now, she’ll tell you:
“WE DID IT! We Overthrew America!!!!!!!!!!!! Since that fateful November day in 2008, The REVOLUTION! is NOW! Too late, America! We’ve got the POWER!!!!!
My Son is United States President! No one can touch us now!
But just in case: we’d better blur his image, efface his name, destroy all records of him, his radical history, his fugitive history, his anti-U.S. Government days.
We’d better threaten and silence and cajole and extort and bribe those who knew us then.
We’d better snuff out all talk of The Real Barack Obama.
Just in case.”
America, for years now, Mom’s been warning you: don’t you dare mess with the IDENTITY FRAUD known as “BHO II” that we ingeniously designed and enacted!
For, that’s Mom’s son, you’re messing with.
Mom’s oh-so-valuable son. The son who actualized her wicked Dreams Of Destruction.
The same son, Mom, who told me he loves you. The son who in his brutalized heart is still a hurting boy.
The boy you clung to, and pushed away. The boy you cajoled, and the boy you raged at. The boy who had to be in lock-step with every of your radical REVOLUTION! whims; or suffer the consequences of your callous, harsh rejection.
Deny it, Mom.
Mom’s REVOLUTION! key-to-success secret?
“As 60’s radicals – America’s political upstarts and outcasts – no one really noticed us. No one ever did. To their peril! We are the REVOLUTION! – and America still doesn’t know it!
Why, most of Congress hasn’t got a clue!
Ha, ha, ha!!!!!!!!!!!!”
That’s why Mom ‘s not worried!
NO ONE can ever remove her Bâri’ from office, or prosecute him. Not after all she’s done, to put him there!
No matter what his crimes.
Where is absolute proof of Mom’s delusion?
In her toxic word-pudding, served up regularly to nourish her by-now collapsed son.
“Take it easy, Bâri’, stop worrying, we destroyed it all – America hasn’t got a shred of evidence against you. Just remember: your name is “Barack Hussein Obama II”; you were born in Hawaii to “Stanley Ann Dunham” in August 1961; I am dead since 1995.
That’s your ‘story’; stick to it, son.
I got you this far, didn’t I?”
Deny it, Mom.
For what you’ve done to your boy Bâri’, Mom, may God have Mercy.
May He also have Mercy upon all the “Obama” Conspirators who aided and abetted you in Bâri”s soul murder.