American Thinker
 
 
 
March 10, 2011
Three Cheers for Jack Cashill
By _Herbert E.  Meyer_ (http://www.americanthinker.com/herbert_e_meyer) 

 
 
Would you believe me if I told  you that while in Milan last weekend, I'd 
been to La Scala for the  world premiere of a new opera by George W. Bush?  
And would you ever again  take me seriously if I published a review of Bush's 
new opera in which I wrote  that "...through this work, so infused with the 
passion of Carmen, the  musicality of La Boheme and the drama of Tosca, our 
 forty-third president takes his place as the most gifted composer in the 
history  of American politics"?

Of course not.  No one, not  even that 
former-Bush-White-House-press-secretary blonde who keeps showing up on  Fox 
News, would believe this because 
it's utterly preposterous.  A man who  has displayed not the slightest musical 
talent simply cannot sit down one day  and produce an operatic masterpiece.




And as Jack Cashill proves in  Deconstructing Obama, it is just as 
preposterous to believe that  President Obama actually wrote his lyrical, 
extravagantly praised autobiography,  Dreams from My Father.  On page after 
page, 
chapter after  chapter, Cashill shows why it simply isn't possible for Obama to 
have produced  such a high-quality autobiography.  For instance, Obama wrote 
nearly  nothing before Dreams from My Father, despite being president of 
the  Harvard Law Review, and what little he wrote in the years  after Harvard 
is clunky and sophomoric. And yet Dreams from My Father contains some of the 
most elegant, evocative sentences ever penned by a  politician:


I heard all our voices begin to  run together, the sound of three 
generations tumbling over each other like the  currents of a slow-moving 
stream, my 
questions like rocks roiling the water,  the breaks in memory separating the 
currents....


 
 
Huh?  Obama has been our president for more than two years, and hardly  a 
day goes by without him blathering on about some issue.  Jokes about his  
dependence on the teleprompter are a staple of the late-night television  
comics.  The president's inaugural address -- which he surely didn't dash  off 
casually, because he must have understood that this is the speech that one  
day will be carved into the marble wall of his monument -- contains not one  
memorable phrase or sentence.  So how did he write the kinds of poetic,  
elegiac passages that make Dreams from My Father a literary  near-masterpiece?


As Cashill shows, he  didn't.  And he demonstrates, with as much precision 
as you can get short  of a DNA sample, that Dreams was actually written by 
Obama's Hyde Park  colleague, friend and neighbor, the terrorist Bill Ayers.  
(There's even  more evidence of Ayers' authorship in Cashill's book than in 
the articles about  this he's written for American Thinker.)  Oh, and 
Cashill  reports two specific instances in which Ayers acknowledges his 
authorship of  Dreams.  That's interesting, to say the  least.




Moving beyond the text of  Dreams, Cashill does a masterful job walking 
readers through  the details of Obama's complicated life, and showing why 
people who question  every facet of Obama's bio are right to do so.  How did 
such 
a mediocre  student get into Columbia University, and then Harvard Law?  If 
the  "birthers" are nuts -- as Establishment pooh-bahs like George Will 
profess to  believe -- how come the so-called "certificate of live birth" 
released online by  the Obama team in 2008 doesn't list the name of the 
Honolulu 
hospital at which  the future president is said to have been born.  (My 
birth certificate  lists the hospital.  Doesn't yours?  Have you ever seen a  
birth certificate that doesn't include the hospital's name?)  And when  
lawyers in Kenya trying to track down anyone who might have a claim on the  
estate 
of Barack Obama Sr. contacted Obama's mother for the usual  
birth-certificate information about her son, how come she couldn't provide  it? 
 (By the 
way, Cashill pulls this troubling, but little-noticed  incident, right out of 
Dreams.  Also interesting -- or is  "explosive" the better word.)




And it's even more interesting to  read Cashill's riveting account of his 
mostly-futile efforts to get leading  members of our country's mainstream 
media to take notice that something --  sorry, everything -- about Dreams and 
its purported author is seriously  askew.  And this is what makes 
Deconstructing Obama a seriously  important book.  Obama wouldn't be the first 
ambitious politician to have  used a ghostwriter without giving credit to the 
wordsmith who made the rising  star look good in print.  But uniquely in 
Obama's 
case, his entire  credibility during the 2008 campaign rested on his image as 
a brilliant man; a  man who'd lived the multicultural life we'd been told 
could finally take our  country beyond its racist, militaristic past and 
safely into the  future.




By Deconstructing Obama  page by page -- and piece by piece -- Cashill 
brings the reader to understand  that in 2008 "Barak Obama" wasn't a candidate 
but a carefully created  myth.  The leftist mainstream media bought that 
myth, which is why they  blew off Cashill and his overwhelming amount of 
evidence that so much about  Obama was fraudulent.  That's why Obama's close 
relationships with Ayers  and with the vicious America-hater Jeremiah Wright 
were 
ignored by the  mainstream media during the campaign, and also that telling 
comment by Michelle  about her husband's candidacy being the first time 
she'd ever been proud of our  country.  After all, if any part of the myth 
turned out to be false,  Obama's candidacy would have collapsed.  That didn't 
happen, of course, and  it's depressing to realize that when given the choice 
between a myth and a  genuine war hero -- American voters chose the myth.

In the long run, reality always  wins.  Tomorrow, or next year, or sometime 
later this century the truth  about Barack Obama will trickle out.  And 
when that happens, "Barak Obama"  will be exposed as a myth.  And Jack Cashill 
will get the recognition he  deserves as the best investigative journalist 
of our  time.


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