Brother AACOOLDRE : The P words in Politics

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    THE P WORDS OF POLITICS: From Clinton to Obama to Trump.

    By Andre Austin

    The second presidential debate of Trump vs. Clinton sex talk of trump came out. People should feel free to talk and write. I’m going all the way with Hillary because I think its cool to have the most qualified woman to be president. And with that said here are some general opinion about the “P” word:

    Barbershop talk and private conversation are being exploited for political gain. They have Obama on tape using the P word. Obama’s book wasn’t scrutinized Dreams From my Father. This book, in part, helped him get elected, but its main thesis may have been untrue.

    Obama also talks about when he was in the Barbershop how the men would talk about other men getting caught having affairs running out the house butt naked at gun point (p.146).

    In order to talk positive sometimes you have to highlight the negative. When Obama went to Kenya his so-called sister Auma told him about not being able to go into Buildings, hotels restaurants in Africa without being thought of as prostitutes. She went on to say “That’s why Kenya, no matter what its GNP, no matter how many things you can buy here, the rest of Africa laughs. It’s the whore of Africa, Barack. It opens its legs to anyone who can pay” p.313-314.

    When dealing with Literature you can be very subjective. Any High school could make a case for Obama’s book not to be in their school and at the same time allow 50 shades of grade to come in. Here are some brief excerpts of Obama’s book. Keep in mind he is quoting other people using these words like “w..op” p.21, p.121, and the “N” word p.85,194 etal:

    “And, too. Don’t Malcolm [X] talk about no *****?” p.87

    Schools use Malcolm X book that do talk about him being a pimp, putting powder on old naked white men’s body for pay.

    “Punk-***” p.186

    Obama’s book also talks about his grandfather taking him over to Frank Marshall Davis house to hear “Dirty Limericks” that would eventually “turn to Laments about women” p.77 Then Obama would be drinking a coke “looking at the pornographic art on the walls” of Frank Marshall Davis home.

    Joel Gilbert has produced a documentary proving that Frank Marshall Davis is Obama’s real father. Davis wrote Sex Rebel: Black under the pen name of Robert Green where he brags about having sex with Obama’s mom Anne. I’m bringing it up because both of them are using the P word:

    “When we finished, she (Anne) said wistfully, “Gee, that looked good. I bet it felt good too. Bob, please use the candle on me now”…

    I never again tried to enter her. Instead I used her assortment of candles, cucumbers, weiners, and small Polish sausages [Bill Clinton used a cigar]. In return she learned the finer points of cunnilingus, fellatio, 69 and basic sex facts she was unlikely to get elsewhere. Anne maintained her overwhelming crush on me…”

    The nymphet Anne tops it all off with an ending episode of scrawling in huge letters of white chalk at the front door of Bob and Doris apartment with the words:

    Doris Loves Pu.ssssy” (Sex Rebel: Black By Frank Marshall Davis).

    When Obama was in college he wrote a poem called Pop which connected him to Frank Marshall Davis poems as his real father. When you take a look at Davis daughter, Lynn, she is a spitting image of Obama. For this and other reasons Obama has been concealing the real identity of his real father. Davis admitted in the book that he was bi-sexual. Larry Sinclair, said he went down on Obama and has written a book accusing Obama of engaging in sex with him while Obama smoked crack. Recently Obama made his 18 year old daughter, under the threat of economic sanctions, to wear a T-shirt that said “Smoking kills”. This was due to pictures leaked of her smoking weed out in public. I know his daughter read his words: “The swagger that carries me into the classroom drunk or high, knowing that my teachers will smell beer or reefer on my breath, just daring them to say something” p.270.

    Frank also write a poem to Anne and I will exit on that note


    By Frank Marshall Davis in Black Moods p.212

    In the gangling hours

    Thin, adolescent hours

    Before night runs softly

    Away into the west

    Anne rises wearily

    From her tired bed

    And sleeps

    Sitting in a chair. (Frank has pictures of her in a chair but I’m not 100% sure it Anne)

    Andre Austin is the author of Poor Dre’s Almanac. That deals with this issue and more in greater detail.