Do we have this information?
Fox News made contact with 400 of Obama's classmates. No one remembered him.
No, we do not. THe only plausible explanation is that Obama was given a racisl preference or admitted to Harvard through political connections he does not want anyone to know about, or both. This was in the early 1980s, the heyday of racial preferences, when there were two piles of applications. I recall feloow students scrubbing their family history so that they claim some minority status — the lucky ones found it. Obama;s admission to Harvard has always been very suspicious, and no credible explanation was ever given. It is more palatable to conceal the information and dismiss suspicions as the ranting of wingnuts than release it and show how he got in.
Students who transferred colleges halfway through and gaduated with less than honors do not get admitted into Harvard Law School unless something or someone was tipping the scales. THis guy is President and he still has not been vetted — we really do not know hte first thing about him.. Amazing.
Cause he WASN’T THERE!!!!
How much longer do you think the MSM will be able to keep this topic off limits?
I was Barack Obama ’83’s roommate at Columbia College in fall 1981. I met him in 1979, when we were freshmen at Occidental College (Oxy) in Los Angeles and our dorm rooms were directly opposite each other.
I came to college as a middle-class guy from Bethesda, Md., where I’d lived from fifth grade through high school. At Oxy, we attended some of the same social events and had late-night philosophical discussions related to our college reading or to current affairs. We attended rallies on campus where we were urged to “draft beer, not people,” and discussed the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, apartheid in South Africa, the hostages in Iran and the Contras in Latin America. The crowd we hung out with included men, women, blacks, whites, Hispanics and international students. Barack listened carefully to all points of view and he was funny, smart, thoughtful and well-liked. It was easy to sit down with him and have a fun conversation.
We both transferred from Oxy to Columbia in fall 1981. Barack had found an apartment on West 109th Street, between Amsterdam and Columbus, and suggested that I room with him. Our sublet was a third-story walk-up in a so-so neighborhood; the unit next door was burned out and vacant. The doorbell didn’t work; to be let in when I first arrived I had to yell up to Barack from the street. It was a railroad apartment: From the kitchen, you walked into Barack’s room, then my room, and lastly the living room. We didn’t have a television or computers. In that apartment we hosted a number of visitors, mostly friends from Oxy who stayed overnight when they were passing through town. Barack was very generous to these visitors. As a host and roommate, he sometimes did the shopping and cooked the chicken curry.
http://www.college.columbia.edu/cct/jan_feb09/alumni_corner