Obama Lies Again; to Tornado Victims of Tuscaloosa, Alabama

Obama just wanted another photo-op session. Obama doesn’t care about the struggling people of the US, especially after  the series deadly tornadoes that showed their ravaging effects across the Country. There are so many victims without any homes. It does not matter what your race you are. Obama doesn’t discriminate.

“Obama came in, Obama said we are going to help everybody, that is a LIE”

Shirley called Obama out on this video. Where is their housing units to protect the displaced residents from the elements?  FEMA trailers, POTUS, remember those that  were provided from temporary housing after Katrina?  But no, you do not want them, Shirley.  You cannot trust the government for safety. 

FEMA-supplied trailers for displaced Gulf Coast residents have been found to emit formaldehyde vapors, causing serious health problems.

“Once again, we discover that FEMA has wasted tens of millions of taxpayer dollars on uncompetitive contracts and then failed to properly oversee the performance of those contracts,”Rep. Bennie Thompson, D-Miss., who chairs the House Homeland Security Committee.

“In human terms, this huge amount of money could have been used to provide safe and decent temporary housing for thousands of displaced people.”

Obama Lies and people die.

 

8 thoughts on “Obama Lies Again; to Tornado Victims of Tuscaloosa, Alabama

  1. Damn, great vid, I am going to put it up top news, too good to just be here alone.

  2. Obama has no time for you people. He will be busy with his
    ” June ‘Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender Pride Month’
    Painting the LGBT experience as the “story about the struggle to realize that all people can live with dignity and fairness under the law,” Obama highlighted the steps his administration has taken for gay rights, including passing the repeal of the “don’t ask, don’t tell” legislation and giving the LGBT community more access to federal housing programs.

    Anyone heard of Sodom & Gomorrah?

    And Bill Ayers wife thinks Dying America Is A Tremendous Opportunity For U.S. Revolution

    Bernardine Dohrn Explains the Anti U.S. Thinking of The Left With Smiling Glee

    http://beforeitsnews.com/story/674/082/Terrorist,_Dying_America_Is_A_Tremendous_Opportunity_For_U.S._Revolution:_Bernardine_Dohrn.html

  3. THERE IS A SOLUTION. IT IS QUITE SIMPLE. ON ELECTION DAY MAKE SURE YOU VOTE. AND MAKE SURE IT IS NOT FOR OBAMA. THIS MAN REPRESENTS NOBODY BUT HIMSELF AND THE RADICALS. TO ALL THE BLACKS AND JEWS WHO SUPPORTED HIM IN 2008. HE SUCKED YOU IN THEN AND YOU SEE BY HIS ACTS HE HAS DONE NOTHING FOR YOU SINCE. IN REALITY HE HAS WORKED AGAINST ALL YOUR INTERESTS. ON OCCASION HE MAY THROW YOU A CRUMB AND MAKE A HUGH PRODUCTION OUT OF IT BUT THE SIMPLE FACT IS HE DOES NOT CARE AT ALL ABOUT YOU. WE MUST DEFEAT HIM.

  4. A Kay, I would never vote a person named Barack HUSSEIN Obama.
    Thanks, hopefully people will listen to your righteous SHOUT!

  5. Obama had nothing to do with Katrina and as a tornado victim from Tuscaloosa, Alabama, thankfully, our city has met as many needs as humanly possible and many of those needs have been met due to FEMA. There is always RED TAPE but in reality, I appreciate him coming to see the needs that were upcoming. Alot of the help depends on follow-thru and follow-up. We all know when dealing with the government paperwork is endless but you really have to want it to get it. IT IS CERTAINLY NOT EASY. I don’t think he is racist, he is a POLITITIAN.

  6. Obama of course had nothing to do with Katrina, since he was not in office.
    BUT, you are wrong, Obama is a SERIOUS racist AND an evil politician.
    I am glad that Tuscaloosa is in better shape, we sent what we could to the Red Cross.

    Here is his sicko quotes, not to mention that stupid fk, Holder who refused to prosecute the Black Panthers voter intimidation because ‘they are his people’. Holder is a racist as well.

  7. Excerpts From: “Dreams from My Father.” by Barack Hussein Obama

    “That’s just how white folks will do you.”

    “I was trying to raise myself to be a black man in America, and beyond the given of my appearance, no one around me seemed to know exactly what that meant.”

    “To admit our doubt and confusion to whites, to open up our psyches to general examination by those who had caused so much of the damage in the first place, seemed ludicrous, itself an expression of self-hatred,” he wrote.

    “I had learned not to care. I blew a few smoke rings, remembering those years. Pot had helped, and booze; maybe a little blow when you could afford it. ”

    [of note: Barry and the “Choom Gang”] <<– as with much of Obama history this page is now gone – whooosh- but can be found here.

    to "never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into My father's IMAGE , The Black Man, The son of Africa, That I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela..".

    "I knew as well that traveling down the road to self-respect, my own white blood, would never recede into mere abstraction"

    "I had begun to see a new map of the world, one that was frightening in its simplicity, suffocating in its implications. We were always playing on the white man's court, Ray had told me, by the white man's rules"

    "I learned to slip back and forth between my black and white worlds. One of those tricks I had learned: People were satisfied so long as you were courteous and smiled and made no sudden moves. They were more than satisfied; they were relieved — such a pleasant surprise to find a well-mannered young black man who didn't seem angry all the time."

    "There were no cigar chomping CRACKERS like Bull Connor out there."

    "There was something about him that made me wary,” Obama wrote. “A little too sure of himself, maybe. And white."

    "There were enough of us on campus to constitute a tribe, and when it came to hanging out many of us chose to function like a tribe, staying close together, traveling in packs," he wrote. "It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, TO SHOW YOUR LOYALTY TO THE BLACK MASSES, TO STRIKE OUT, and name names"

    "If nationalism could create a strong and effective insularity, deliver on its promise of self-respect, then the hurt it might cause well-meaning whites, or the inner turmoil it caused people like me, would be of little consequence."

    on nationalism: "whites are responsible for your sorry state, not any inherent flaws in you. In fact, whites are so heartless and devious that we can no longer expect anything from them. The self-loathing you feel, what keeps you drinking or thieving, is planted by them. Rid them from your mind and find your true power liberated. Rise up, ye mighty race!"

    "This process of displacement, this means of engaging in self-criticism while removing ourselves from the object of criticism, helped explain the much-admired success of the Nation of Islam"

    "…all the black people who, it turned out, shared with me a voice that whispered inside them-“You don’t really belong here.”

    "The emotions between the races could never be pure; even love was tarnished by the desire to find in the other some element that was missing in ourselves. Whether we sought out our demons or salvation, the other race would always remain just that: menacing, alien, and apart."

    "You do not work hard enough, Barry. You must help in your people’s struggle. Wake up, black man!"

    "Change won't come from the top, I would say. Change will come from a mobilized grass roots. That's what I'll do. I'll organize black folks. At the grass roots. For change."

    we’re never so outraged as when a cabbie drives past us or the woman in the elevator clutches her purse, not so much because we’re bothered by the fact that such indignities are what less fortunate coloreds have to put up with every single day of their lives-although that’s what we tell ourselves-but because we’re wearing a Brooks Brothers suit and speak impeccable English and yet have somehow been mistaken for an ordinary nigger."

    "To avoid being mistaken for a white sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets. We smoked cigarettes and wore leather jackets. At night, in the dorms, we discussed neocolonialism, Franz Fanon, Eurocentrism, and patriarchy."

    "The stories that I had been hearing from the leadership, all the records of courage and sacrifice and overcoming of great odds, hadn’t simply arisen from struggles with pestilence or drought, or even mere poverty. They had arisen out of a very particular experience with hate. That hate hadn’t gone away; it formed a counternarrative buried deep within each person and at the center of which stood white people-some cruel, some ignorant, sometimes a single face, sometimes just a faceless image of a system claiming power over our lives. I had to ask myself whether the bonds of community could be restored without collectively exorcising that ghostly figure that haunted black dreams."

    "…being black meant only the knowledge of your own powerlessness, of your own defeat. And the final irony: Should you refuse this defeat and lash out at your captors, they would have a name for that, too, a name that could cage you just as good. Paranoid. Militant. Violent. Nigger."

    "The emotions between the races could never be pure; even love was tarnished by the desire to find in the other some element that was missing in ourselves. Whether we sought out our demons or salvation, the other race would always remain just that: menacing, alien, and apart."

    During his visit to Kenya in 1988, Obama was distressed to discover that his grandfather, Onyango, had worked for many years as a domestic servant to British colonialists, and that he had gotten rich by introducing white ways on his farms. As Obama listens to the third wife of his polygamous grandfather tell the old man’s story, he writes (p. 406 of Dreams):

    . . . I, too, had felt betrayed.
    I had also imagined him an independent man, a man of his people, opposed to white rule. There was no real basis for this image, I now realized—only the letter he had written to Gramps saying that he didn’t want his one son marrying white. That, and his Muslim faith, which in my mind had become linked with the Nation of Islam back in the States. What Granny had told us scrambled that image completely, causing ugly words to flash across my mind. Uncle Tom. Collaborator. House n*****.

    ********************stars are mine
    Obama felt Betrayed.

    We know the feeling.

    During college, Obama disapproved of what he called other “half-breeds” who gravitated toward whites instead of blacks. And yet after college, he once fell in love with a white woman, only to push her away when he concluded he would have to assimilate into her world, not the other way around.

    "I realized that our two worlds, my friend's and mine, were as distant from each other as Kenya is from Germany. And I knew that if we stayed together I'd eventually live in hers. After all, I'd been doing it most of my life."

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