Jack Cashill voices the pain of those of us who are doing the journalistic work we once thought was the sole responsibility of CBS’s 60 Minutes. In his newest book, he indicates it is not so easy to balance his efforts to save Western civilization with his concurrent responsibility of bagging leaves. In my case, I have sought to expose President Barack Obama’s intellectual roots as a revolutionary Marxist while addressing my nagging doubts about the necessity of rinsing dishes prior to loading in the dishwasher. If you understand that neither Cashill or me are kidding about our lives, then you will be thrilled by the tone and fresh insight in Deconstructing Obama: The Life, Loves, and Letters of America’s First Postmodern President.
As an eyewitness to young Obama’s Marxist ideology, I was excited to see Cashill busting up the myths surrounding Obama and replacing them with a more believable story that is a much better fit with accessible evidence. Cashill’s results are politically significant because Obama’s charisma is dependent on the images in his first book, Dreams from My Father. Cashill’s new insights about the real Obama should be particularly relevant to the sort of swing voters who tell survey researchers that they do not care for the President’s policies while still liking him as a person. After reading Cashill’s book, I suspect these swing voters will be disappointed by the titanic gap between Obama’s all-American myth and the cold facts of his real life.
One of the chilliest truths is that there are now nude photos on the Internet of a woman who looks exactly like Obama’s mother, Stanley Ann Dunham. This news was so unpleasant to me that I was nervous about checking up on Cashill’s report by searching for these photos through Google. (To my relief, the samples online are clear enough to show the girl’s face, but cropped tight enough to not violate any laws.) Along with Cashill, I see these photos as evidence of a much larger pattern of unfortunate mistakes made by the young Ms. Dunham. These photos are politically significant because they offer a glimpse into a larger discussion of an unwholesome side of the young Obama story: the odd, deviant, dysfunctional world of Frank Marshall Davis. Davis was a member of the Communist party and a pornographer.
Cashill reframes the Obama story by pointing out that Davis and his friend Paul Robeson were Stalinist Communists, a political label which is shocking to most Americans and yet useful in understanding the roots of the Marxist ideology and earnest revolutionary fervor observed in the young Barack Obama.
Cashill adds to the sheer seediness of the world surrounding little Obama with plenty of new evidence demonstrating that infant Obama had no conscious contact with his birth father. This unpleasant reality is an abrupt challenge to Obama’s claim, in Dreams, that his father left him and his mother behind in Hawaii after two years of dutiful fatherhood. Here, Cashill leverages the outstanding reporting done by one of our nation’s most intelligent and charming citizen journalists – Michael Patrick Leahy. Leahy interviewed a few of Dunham’s childhood friends and reported the results in his book, What Does Barack Obama Think? Leahy’s research shows Dunham took infant Obama with her to Seattle, Washington in the summer of 1961 and did not return with her baby to Hawaii until Obama, Sr. was long gone. Leahy has been doing the hard work New York Times reporters should have been doing — including interviewing members of the extended Dunham family, sharing freely available information from the Internet, and combing over public records to determine the precise details of Obama’s early childhood.