Missing

clipped from www.cashill.com Until last week, I had avoided the swamplands of Barack Obama’s origins, a place from which reputations rarely return. What prompted my interest was a reader inquiry into a poem by then 19-year old Obama called “Pop,” a cynical bit of work almost assuredly written about his maternal grandfather Stanley Dunham, “Gramps.” In researching the meaning of the poem—Obama’s oeuvre being my own personal swamp--I came to a conclusion I had not anticipated, namely that there is a full year missing from Obama’s biography, his first year. Obama is right. They do look alike. Obama does not, however, look like Barack Sr. and, Abercrombie concedes, the grown-up Obama does not sound at all like him either. As Obama admits in Dreams, Gramps hangs out in otherwise all-black bars and pals around with his communist soul mate and sex merchant, Frank Marshall Davis. Do not wait for the mainstream media to answer these questions. They still have not thought to ask where Obama spent the first year of his life.