Posted on 05/25/2012 11:05:05 AM PDT by yank in the UK
He tells of underheated sublets, a night spent in an alley, a dead neighbor on the landing. From their fire escape, he and an unnamed roommate watch white people from the better neighborhoods bring their dogs to defecate on the block. He takes a job in an unidentified consulting house to multinational corporations, where he is a spy behind enemy lines, startled to find himself with a secretary, a suit and money in the bank.
(Excerpt) Read more at nytimes.com ...
Can I borrow your ID and Password so I can open the link?
Can you not get it to open?
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/30/us/politics/30obama.html?_r=4&pagewanted=1
Link doens’t work , you need password
So.....
The New York Times is finally covering news that World Net Daily and others covered in detail FOUR YEARS ago?
Nope. Same thing - asking for password.
Google, He tells of underheated sublets, a night spent in an alley, a dead neighbor on the landing.
the article is there
Friday News Dump.
Not a resume to be proud of.
The first word out of his mouth as a baby was a lie and he has not stopped yet.
Sort of like we have to do now .... watching people with no business in the WH walking their dog on the WH lawn where I'm sure he's taking his dumps.
he and an unnamed roommate watch white people from the better neighborhoods bring their dogs to defecate on the block.
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Ah, yes, I remember as a young lad living in the Bronx and Mater and Pater would get the Chauffer to run the butler up to Harlem with our dogs twice daily.
I remember as a 6 year old, admonishing Mama and Papa, asking why they didn’t have Jeeves pick up the poop after the dogs finished.
They came up with stories such as ‘Those’ people really don’t mind and I wouldn’t believe it.
As a 4 year old, I led the campaign to have people clean up their dog do after the dog did their business.
Papa rewarded me because he started a business making long handled scoops and flimsy rubber gloves.
I do seem to remember all this even though there was a two theatre war going on and on the rare occasion when I snuck into the limo for the ride up to Harlem, I observed a couple of ‘those’ people on a fire escape watching.
I was 3 at the time so I do remember it kind of hazy like, but I do remember loving to order Jeeves to pick up the poo.
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heh, heh ... good one!
Yeah .... right. Bath-house Barry is so full of shit it's actually humorous.
Yeah .... right. Bath-house Barry is so full of shit it's actually humorous.
a spy behind enemy lines,
a.k.a.
sleeper cell?
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