Bill Ayers Claims “Dreams from My Father”

Anne Leary, conservative blogger at Back Yard Conservative, bumps into Bill Ayers, bomb-marker and socialist extraordinaire, at the Starbucks in Reagan National airport Monday morning.

In his own words, he admits to writing Obama’s wildly touted book, “Dreams from My Father.”

Then, unprompted he said–I wrote Dreams From My Father. I said, oh, so you admit it. He said–Michelle asked me to. I looked at him. He seemed eager. He’s about my height, short. He went on to say–and if you can prove it, we can split the royalties. So I said, stop pulling my leg. Horrible thought. But he came again–I really wrote it, the wording was similar. I said I believe you probably heavily edited it. He said–I wrote it. I said–why would I believe you, you’re a liar.

He had no answer to that. Just looked at me. Then he turned and walked off, and said again his bit about my proving it and splitting the proceeds.

Then she asks the 1.75 trillion dollar question we’ve all been wondering – “…is Barack Obama a fraud?”

Evidently Ayers, the terrorist, is getting tired of being left out of the limelight he helped weave and construct for his clueless and non-eloquent community organizer in arms. People with insufferable egos are like that. No wonder they were (and remain) such close friends.

This story bears watching. The longer Obama is in office, the more apparent it becomes that he is grossly unprepared, unexperienced and unfit to lead this nation. He doesn’t know how to lead, or make hard decisions, or influence other world leaders. He is out of his league, underwater and he knows it. Our enemies know it. Bill Ayers knows it. I wonder what he’s up to….

(h/t The Examiner)

Sidebar: Stacy, remember when we discussed this very topic over breakfast back in the summer? We were right.

UPDATE: Fixed the book title. I refused to read the dang thing, why should I know what it’s called?

UPDATE II: The Memeorandom thread. Waiting for the inevitable denial. Queue the chirping crickets….

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