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Wednesday, October 24, 2007


Executive Editor

“Factually Correct, Not
Politically Correct”


(CHICAGO)(October 25, 2007) On October 4, 2007 I wrote about the “Fall of the House of Obama.”

Today, Senator Barack Obama’s eventual demise became all but official when David Broder, the dean of America’s political columnists, published a funereal piece on Barry O.

Over three years ago, in August, 2003 I began exposing the Obama scam.; see also

When Barack began to run for president in February, we published a series of columns including a psychological profile that presaged his eventual collapse as a candidate. has been far, far ahead of the curve, as the national media and Chicago-based press continued to gulp down Obama’s campaign Kool-Aid. Why were we right and they wrong?

First, the national media failed to evaluate Obama’s phony track record in Illinois politics. Apart from his first campaign for the state senate, when he used truly nasty tactics, Obama had never been one to fight for victory. He was always the candidate offering himself for coronation.

On the Illinois football team where I played as a freshman, we used to talk about “dummy scrimmage All-Americans.” They were players who would hit the dummies hard, during the week, and then tremble when they saw the behemoths on the other team on Saturdays. Obama was a dummy scrimmage All-American. He could hit the dummies. He could not hit a real opposing team.

As long as Barry O was facing the dummies in Illinois politics, he was an All-American. The moment he came up against real competition, Team Clinton, he wilted. I saw this coming; the media pretended it wasn’t happening. I took the heat, and the abuse, from the Obama troupe and their media troopers, but I was right and they were. Well, what were they?

I have had a column in preparation for most of October about the pathetic way Obama has returned, time and time again, to his 2002 speech against the war in Iraq. It was Barry’s security blanket. His sense of entitlement because of that speech was overwhelming. Broder alludes to the panic in Obama’s campaign when Hillary Clinton upstaged him on October 2nd and obliterated Obama’s grandiose celebration of a four year-old speech.

What has Obama done since then? Precious little. He never really moved beyond 2002. He thought being right on the war in 2002 was a ticket to the White House. What conceit. What incompetence. What self-absorption. I was also “right” on the war in Iraq, but I don’t for a moment believe that as a result I am entitled to a seat in the U. S. Senate (for which I am a candidate). I am working to win. The old fashioned way.

Obama was a fundamentally immature man who had been spoon fed by the white establishment that anointed him as their African-American champion. Obama had no credible professional record. He was slavish in prostrating himself to the sleaziest elements of Chicago and Illinois politics. His sole claim to fame was his glibness and his invented ethnic heritage.

What made Barry’s rise to national prominence ludicrous is that Chicago is something of a Mecca for African-American advancement and accomplishment. There are outstanding lawyers, business persons and others who have accomplished much—on their own. People who have not sold out to politically-connected law firms and crooked politicians. Who have not been advanced by sleazy public officials. Or manqué billionaires. And yet out of this cornucopia of African-American achievement and merit, it was Obama that the establishment chose to promote to the national platform. But he was hollow. And weak.

Obama had no ideas, no firmly held convictions, nada. He never had to. Like Chauncey Gardner in Being There, Obama was worshipped for the profundity of his platitudes. This is not to say Team Clinton has morals or ideals; indeed, they have only one idea, and it serves them well: “Me.” Their self-advancement, self-promotion, self-aggrandizement and selfishness and hunger for power are all-consuming. The Clintons are totally concentrated on themselves—and it works. For them. For now.

Obama pretended he was in it for the people. But that was never saleable. For “change.” “For hope.” For s--t. He never used the platform he was given to build a strong personal presence. Obama never attacked or exposed the Clintons. He never became a real leader. A man that men would follow into battle. Months after he became a candidate, he was still pussyfooting around Team Clinton. A few days ago, he promised a “tough, new Obama.” “No more Mr. Nice Guy!” with Team Clinton. But it was more of the same sashaying around Hillary. He never laid a hand on her. All the while, he was being emasculated by Team Clinton.

It was left to me to begin the odyssey of Obama’s exposure three years ago. There were no believers them. The believers began to arrive earlier this year. I even began to get “credit” for stories I had not written. (Everything that we send out has our name on it. We do not do “anonymous.”) Now I am left to write his political obituary. “No,” his true believes declaimed to Broder. “Z.” Obama lives. But the answer really was “No.” Gertrude Stein understood Obama. There was no Obama there. No, really.

Barry may have tens of million of dollars in the bank. But he is bankrupt as a serious candidate for president. Like Cubs fans in Chicago, Obama’s sycophants will have to wait until “next year” for him to “arrive.” Don’t hold your breath. And, “no,” I don’t mean January, 2008. Maybe 2012. Maybe never. By, by Barry O.

“Mr. Broder, welcome to the ‘Last Days of Obama.’”

Chicago-based Internet journalist, broadcaster and media critic Andy Martin is the Executive Editor and publisher of © Copyright by Andy Martin 2007. Martin covers regional, national and world events with forty years of experience. He is currently a candidate for U. S. Senator from Illinois. Columns also posted at; Comments? E-mail: Media contact: (866) 706-2639. Web sites:;


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