If you're one of Barack Obama's "hope for change" brigade, you really won't like this article:
"Cherchez la femme," advised Alexander Dumas in: "When you want to uncover an unspecified secret, look for the woman." In the case of Barack Obama, we have two: his late mother, the went-native anthropologist Ann Dunham, and his rancorous wife Michelle. Obama's women reveal his secret: he hates America.
We know less about Senator Obama than about any prospective president in American history. His uplifting rhetoric is empty, as Hillary Clinton helplessly protests. His career bears no trace of his own character, not an article for the Harvard Law Review he edited, or a single piece of legislation. He appears to be an empty vessel filled with the wishful thinking of those around him. But there is a real Barack Obama. No man - least of all one abandoned in infancy by his father - can conceal the imprint of an impassioned mother, or the influence of a brilliant wife.
Don't know about "hates America," but he is that peculiar brand of citizen who thinks "patriot" means only "point out the flaws," never "extol the virtues." I do think the "empty vessel filled with the wishful thinking of those around him" is right. Otherwise, it's hard to explain the Obama phenomenon. Guess you have to be there.
