Posted on 02/25/2013 9:25:42 PM PST by Seizethecarp
Just checked the notes, compare the stories:
Another class mate, Barbara Cannon Rusk, recalls visiting Stanley Ann Dunham and her baby son Barack at her apartment on Capitol Hill in Seattle shortly after the end of these spring quarter classes. (1962).
‘I had moved to Utah for a while after high school, and I came back to Seattle in the summer of 1962. I remember visiting the World’s Fair, and then stopping by Stanley Ann’s apartment on Capitol Hill. It was a small apartment, upstairs. It was after June, and could have been as late as September, 1962. I visited her for half a day or so. It was after the end of the spring quarter classes, and she wasn’t in classes, and didn’t have a job. I recall her being melancholy at the time. I had a sense that something wasn’t right in her marriage. It was all very mysterious. First, her husband wasn’t there, he was already off in Harvard. I didn’t ask her about the relationship, feeling it was a private matter. My daughter Michelle was just a few weeks younger than Stanley’s son, who she called Barry, and they played together on the floor.’
Sum 1962 — Sighting by John W. Hunt in June-Sept 1962 “I had moved to Utah for a while after high school, and I came back to Seattle in the summer of 1962. I remember visiting the World’s Fair, and then stopping by Stanley Ann’s apartment on Capitol Hill. It was a small apartment, upstairs. It was after June, and could have been as late as September, 1962. I visited her for half a day or so. It was after the end of the spring quarter classes, and she wasn’t in classes, and didn’t have a job. I recall her being melancholy at the time. I had a sense that something wasn’t right in her.”
Of course the source of the John Hunt story is no longer available...
There are plenty of defenders of the evil-eared one on this thread, and I agree about Sven.
You’re welcome for the ping. It was my pleasure, my friend.
Excellent, and thank you again for keeping The List.
To make sure that a father other than Frank Davis is on the baby BC and that there IS a father on the BC romantic and impressionable Stanley Ann agrees to a secret “wedding” on an out of the way HI island attended by nobody in Feb 1961. Then heads off by herself or with a KGB provided escort to a glorious exotic revolutionary life in Africa, paid for by Davis, the USA Commies or the KGB who had big plans for Obama Sr back in Africa when he returned."
Poor old Barack, he arrives in Hawaii on a ticket paid for by Elzabeth Mooney-(Kirk) who also chips in for his living expenses until she marries an elderly man with grown up children of his own, and can’t support the handsome young black man who used to take her dancing in Nairobi any longer. He’s got a scholarship and a visa for one year and pretty soon he’s totally out of funds and needs to get a job, he washes dishes in a cafe, then works for the Dole Corp pine-apple cannery for a few weeks for a buck fifty an hour. He writes home and says he’s married a white woman and he’s working for an oil company, but there aren’t any oil companies in Hawaii, are there? Then he writes to say he had a son. He applies for an extension for another year which is granted, and finds another sponsor, this time it’s The Africa-America Society who throw in a thousand bucks or so, that’s the organization that in later years would be fronted by Percy Sutton and Betty Shabazz, but don’t go looking for the archives to their Newsletters, that has been removed from the web. Totally. They’ve even changed the NAME. The Africa-America Society were one of the first to bring students to the US from all over the world, many from Africa, some from Kenya. Some 30 thousand over a period of years. Their funds came from The Rockefellers Trust; Standard Oil money.
The kenyan student writes home he’s got a wife and a son in Hawaii, but when he shows up in San Fransisco at the Blue Fox to have dinner with Hal Abercrombiue and his blonde wife, he’s an obnoxious, rude and over-bearing man who treats the waiter like garbage. He’s come into money. He doesn’t mention his wife and son to Hal. He’s ditched them both obviously. She’s gone to where-ever she came from, probably the Philippenes just like he told the immigration department, and the little boy, the one that Mary babysat in January, I imagine is being cared for by someone in Hawaii while the kenyan student makes himself a PITA at Harvard and ends up being almost politely tipped out of the country. He’s cost the US heaven knows how much pain and aggro, it’s doubtful he was ever qualified to even apply for a scholarship because he had an arrest record in Kenya before he left. And when he did return, guess what? He worked for an oil company, not the government, because Mboya didn’t give him a job. He had to wait until another buddy of his became finance minister before he began his government job. And when Mboya was killed, he was the last man to see him alive, and had to surrender his passport. And all this is available on the web, if anyone ever cared to look it up.
But in the minds of the majority who voted for zero, the kenyan student is an exotic figure of romance who married the milk-white teenager from Kansas...when in fact, he was a total rogue, who, when Harvard grew thoroughly sick and tired of him, picked up his little black boy and hot-footed it back to Kenya, with Ruth trailing after him some weeks later.
Notice, there’s been no need to include Stanley Ann Dunham or little zero in the story? They were added later.
See, I can write a story too and it’s not all fantasy either.
GUFFAW!
I spewed Jambalaya rice out of my nose with that one from you!
Looks like you and edge919 share something more than a casual interest, I directed that comment to him, not to you, yet you answer?
It doesn't matter who you directed your comment to. This is an open board. Perhaps you should stop commenting completely at FR since you're so perturbed by such actions.
Should I go back and remind you of some instances of your own?
Your choice.
The truth is quite simple, actually. No contortionism needed.
How is conjecture "the truth"?
Isn't that reply nothing more than one person's conjecture?
Your eloquence is astounding.
Your comments were hilarious, given who you really are versus who you're pretending to be.
Agreed, LJ! The truth is that Fred uses his mouth to say some very vile, nasty things about his fellow human beings. This fact should concern anyone who truly cares about Fred as a person, and who has his best interests—temporal and eternal—at heart. That is the simple truth, no contortions needed.
Philman, long time! It’s good to see you again. I’m on my way out the door so I’ll have to leave it at that (for now). I’ll plan to drop you a post or two tomorrow.
I'm working again, thankfully. My shoulder healed up and away I went. Still trying to catch up as I broke my arm (not badly). Heading out again next week.
Been doing a lot of reading and very little posting the last month. Just minding my own for spell.
Some comments just called out to me.
I’ll plan to drop you a post or two tomorrow.
I'll be around.
Fred Nerks welcomed me back and I thanked FN, which is common courtesy, and I issued a general thanks to all who put in a good word for me.
That makes me a troll?
So once again Brown Deer, after going back three years in my posting history and finding nothing objectionable, has come onto a thread that I started to insult me over nothing, which is trolling, of course.
Don’t bother, I see seizethecrap has fortified his little army with another clown. He’s had to finally admit that the model wasn’t the teenager born in Kansas, but there’s still the hybrid image edgey-pedge created out of both women which resulted in a spectacular, memorable fabrication that will not be forgotten.
And philman the poison-pillman is here to cover for him.
These were YOUR pictures. What part of that do you not understand?? Nothing was changed in the images. This stuff about twisted and asymmetrical noses is nothing more than an imaginary excuse to deny the obvious.
Thanks for posting my well thought out speculation on what might have happened if FMD had been Barry’s dad.
All investigations of a possible criminal conspiracy start with a coherent narrative of the crime including a timeline, means, motive and opportunity, unlike the incoherent Mal-Val narrative that you and FN obviously defend despite your denials.
The little band of clowns are all on the same page now, isn’t it heart-warming to see how they pee in each other’s pockets?
I’m glad it’s not against the law to hold opposing views, if they could, they would have me burned at the stake in the town square.
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.