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“runs around telling people, starting with Race Bannon in Hawaii when he was still a teenager, he’s going to be POTUS, then the postman, (one other I think thouworm showed,) and now Chris from Class of 1981. It’s starting to add up - where are the obots now who gave Race such a hard time huh?”

Add one more. Mir Mahboob Mahmood

Race Bannon
Chris from Class of 1981
the postman
one other I think thouworm showed —???
Mir Mahboob Mahmood

He later transferred to Columbia University, where he became friends with a group of Pakistani students and spoke about his desire to one day become president, according to one friend interviewed in the book.

Mir Mahboob Mahmood, a student at Columbia Law School and a friend of Mr. Obama’s in those days, remembers that the two “had known each other only a few months when Obama posed this question to him: ‘Do you think I will be president of the United States?’”

“If America is ready for a black president, you can make it,” Mahmoud says he told him.

http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-503544_162-57454002-503544/new-biography-details-obamas-struggle-with-racial-identity/

Thanks Smokey, that’s FOUR we know about now, no wonder he’s so full of himself, someone has been telling him how special he was for a very long time...and there was that other incident when the woman in Russia told Tom Fife HIS NAME - and that was early 1990’s.
He was never ELECTED he was CHOSEN and McCain might as well have been a supporter.
Now we need to admit to ourselves WHY - and WHO HE IS. Because he wasn’t chosen for being the son of a Kenyan goat-herder and a silly teenager from Kansas, that’s for sure.

He got that little bit of colour he has from his almost-white sunni convert ex-convict father and the purple lips from his arab/Lebanese mother.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4A3bYdwSsr8&list=UUp5Mqb8hSKGI1hbk5ayzXXA&index=18&feature=plcp

there's also an earlier one that I known about for a few years...

"I was at a party on Oahu in what must have been 1977. An acquaintance with whom I was chatting asked if anybody had told me that the kid across the room was being groomed for the Presidency. I dismissed the notion before even glancing at a smiling, thin youngster whom I next saw on TV, when he was delivering the DNC Keynote Address (27 July 2004; Boston, Massachusetts). Though my blood ran cold, I was impressed by his rhetoric. I remain frightened for our nation, because I fear (and there seems to be much supportive evidence) that we are being managed at all levels by enemy infiltrators."