Actual authenticated photo of Barack Obama back when
he made the Upper East Side his crack whore bitch
Dan Riehl is fighting mad, so he takes off the mittens that they put on him so he’ll stop chewing his nails, and comes out swinging. In this case, it’s the fact that Barack Dimebag Obama was a big time drug dealer.
By 1980 at Occidental Obama ran partly with a circle of wealthy, drug using Pakistani friends. He traveled to Pakistan between Occidental and Columbia in 1981. That was during the Second Military Era (1977-1988) – Pakistan was under Sharia Law and not the most welcoming to foreign visitors, especially without some graft or connections.
Based upon documented accounts, Obama seems to have also traveled the country-side, not just in the cities. By 1981 Pakistan had become the world’s number one supplier of Heroin. Upon his return Obama took up residence with one of the drug using Pakistanis in a run down, presumably drug infested part of NYC in an apartment they couldn’t qualify for based on income.
For a college kid out of California via Hawaii who ends up in a NYC slum via Pakistan partying with admitted drug users – using well beyond what Obama has ever admitted to, especially given the particular era, that Pakistan voyage is one very curious trip no matter how you slice it. And I don’t mean for any possible Muslim/terror related reasons.
Whoops. By failing to somehow incorporate the fact that Obama X was dealing drugs and then sending the profits back to Pakistan to finance International Jihad Existential Battle Most Infinite, Allah Be Praised, Dan missed out on collecting valuable PalinPoints™ which can be exchanged for collectible prizes from the McCain campaign. Sor-ry.
Meanwhile, in comments, another war is a-brewin:
I’m tired of playing defense with the main-stream media. What do we need to do to set them back on their heels and instill some fear in the hearts of those pathetic reporters and editors?
Back in high school, we all knew the school paper types. Sniveling weasels who used the school paper to lash back at people who actually /had/ lives, took risks, and made a difference. Fortunately, the school paper loser knew that if he printed some manufactured crap, he risked having the tar beaten out of him by half the school football team as a consequence.
Today, the MSM sniveling weasels believe they are risk-free. Nobody’s going to touch them, as they push out this garbage. If we’re going to put a limit on these attacks, we need to help them feel a consequence for their actions. What’s it going to take? How can we put them back on defense and make these pathetic humans crawl back into the hole they came from?
Maybe we need a war council. I’ll slip a note to Archie, Jughead, Betty, and Veronica during study hall. But don’t let Mr. Weatherbee know or we’ll all be in dutch….
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I’ll believe “redturkey” and his buddies are serious about instilling some fear into the hearts of “pathetic reporters and editors” when they hire the Oakland Raiders beat the crap out of Bill O’Reilly in a dark alley.
Wow, I mean these guys just dish up the slander and lies like it’s nothing. They’re so habituated to making shit up out of whole cloth it’s become second nature.
Taking Riehl’s approach, would not the following be plausible? Dan has been nothing but unreservedly and unconditionally supportive of George Bush for many years. In fact, if Bush’s rectum was a city Dan’s nose would be its mayor. That’s a pretty cozy association right there. It’s common knowledge that Bush had (and likely has) an alcohol addiction. He admits to having abused alcohol until he was forty. He also abused cocaine. Has Dan ever been troubled by this illegal activity? No. WHY? Perhaps because Dan himself is a user. He certainly types like one.
I was editor of the school paper in high school. I don’t know where the brilliant commenter over at Dan’s snack shack went to school, but the football team liked the kids in Journalism class because we wrote about their games and, it being high school and all, were always on their side.
I’d be interested to know what those high-schoolers who “had lives, took risks and made a difference” were doing. We were writing editorials condemning the state cops for not working with our town to accommodate curfew for teens who worked after school and silly crap like that. We had the state superintendent order that all undistributed copies of our newspaper be destroyed for “causing problems”, and the townfolk rallied ’round us and grabbed up every available copy to distribute post-haste throughout the town.
Heady stuff, now that I think of it.
Hey! My Sarah Palin Baby Name Generator name is Meth Lab Palin!
Isn’t this what Dan is doing with the post about Obama being a drug mule or whatever the Hell he’s supposed to be?
I always enjoy the smell of rethug desperation, yet I don’t understand why they’re sounding so desperate. Obama ought to be trouncing McSame by 10 – 20 points about now.
He may accidentally have a point. The normally chaos-loving press is getting nervous about the prospect of a Davis/Black/Scheuneman administration. With Mrs Twin Peaks to front them they can take the US to places Cheney only dreamt of with his pants around his ankles.
So they might really go after the ticket.
We warned them about the brown acid, but would they listen? Noooooo! Now look what has happened.
Is there a libel action in there somewhere?
That commenter is so damn tough it just scares the hell out of me. In all my years in high school I don’t remeber one time when the football team “beat the tar” out of a “school paper type”. And yes, I do remember the “school paper types”. They were the ones heading for success as adults.
This guy obviously thinks he was one of those “people who actually /had/ lives, took risks, and made a difference” in high school. Extremely pathetic.
Am I the only one who’s wondering if Dan Riehl may, in fact, be… TechDude?!?
When she was in high school my sister went to Norway, ostensibly as an “exchange student.” I don’t think you’d be surprised to learn about the sudden spike in lutefisk sales in my hometown after she returned.
I’m tired of playing defense with the main-stream media. What do we need to do to set them back on their heels and instill some fear in the hearts of those pathetic reporters and editors?
I don’t know, maybe we could get half the football team to beat the tar out of them or something. ???
Dan and his commenters certainly have an active fantasy life. Sometimes reality is just too tough.
Note that people fantasize about what they CAN’T do in real life.
Men who dream in such loving detail about beating people up are the ones who are terrified that someone is going to beat THEM up.
Is that the existential dread of males in the same way that rape is for females?
In all my years in high school I don’t remeber one time when the football team “beat the tar” out of a “school paper type”.
Same here. I think that cybertough commenter thinks that’s how high school works because he’s only ever seen high school in movies.
Not that I wasn’t a dweeb myself, but I think we all remember that twerpy “conservative” kid with his bowtie and shiny, sharply-parted haircut. That’s the guy remembering himself as having a life, taking a risk, and making a difference — and that he was very special, like his mommy told him, and it was _someone else_ who was being regularly humiliated by the jocks.
Hey, Dan, if you’re one of the people who has “made a difference,” shouldn’t I have, oh, I don’t know, HEARD of you?
His ravings are the type of stuff they find scrawled on walls after the cops break down the door and recover the bodies from the walk-in freezer.
I was the nerdy editor of my school paper, and I could’ve taken this creep with one arm tied behind my back with a plastic pocket protector. And I’m a girl.
Hey, you don’t need a Weatherbee to tell which way the wind blows.
This reminds me so much of Doonesbury’s strip in 1992 of the Bush campaign running out of ideas, and therefore resorting to shouting “Clinton visited the Kremlin!” as a last gasp.
I think we’re about to see the Return of Reverend Wright with a vengeance, but it really does go to show that they’ve been out of ideas for a while.
And yes, I do remember the “school paper types”. They were the ones heading for success as adults.
I was just contacted for my graduating class’ 25th anniversary. As I recall, the editor of our HS newspaper won an academic scholarship to Yale, she’s now GASP! a civil rights lawyer. She, along with four or five others from the paper along with the staff from the yearbook committee were a collection of smart, ambitious and good-hearted folks.
Among them, one of my best friends who has started and sold two tech businesses (he thinks Fiorina is a tool, worked with her in silicon Valley), another spent 20 years in the Army, first as a Ranger officer, then moving on to Special Forces. He now runs a very profitable consulting business. Throw in another woman who won an academic scholarship to UD, got her doctorate at age 25 and now runs one of the largest non-profits in the Northwest. I could go on, but …
They’re ucking losers who need their heads pounded in.
unfortunately there a a large number of people who won’t take the time to check any of the things being said but will repeat the lies as they make their way through many communities that are already nervous about voting for a *gasp* black man. The subtle phrasings I’ve been hearing lately go past anything I ever would have guessed before from people I’ve known a long, long time.
I guess when I was voting for Jesse Jackson in the ‘88 primary in NY, these are the people who planned on voting for Bush but never spoke about it, just smiled and nodded when the conversation turned to politics.
Now that their candidates have slipped the surly bonds of truth the Republicans are free to indulge in their wildest flights of fancy. I predict that the rehabilitation of G.W. Bush as a great man will begin in four years.
Sounds like Dan Riehl is the sniveling weasel.
I believe alot of right wing bloggers(and their oh so brave and gallant commenters) have unresolved issues from humiliations they suffered in school.
What’s particularly galling is that the people who create the most suffering in school are _just like Sarah and Todd Palin_. Queen Bees and jocks. It’s as though getting behind Palin and Bush is a way to become Cool retroactively, vicariously.
It’s been a long, long time since I left HS (almost 40 years), and I’ve never been back, but from what I recall anyone who might have ended up as a commenter on RedState et al moved in with mom and dad after college (for those who attended) and got a series of low-paying jobs, eventually landing with one involving fried foods.
They want to get violent because journalists dare to prints facts and stuff. They can’t understand why no one else sees their “reality” aka fantasy world. Sad, really.
But the Palin Baby Name Generator is cool. I’m Pie Gallon Palin.
Try an active campaign laying the groundwork now. Rove, Fleischer, et al.
I’m confused. McCain’s serial lying is working like magic: it’s getting regurgitated by every pundit out there, his numbers are waay up, and his mail order VP has somehow survived the first couple of weeks on the ticket, allowing only ABC’s Gibson to test her… Why the panic? Might they be worried that even the MSM may at some point (a little too soon, perhaps) get fed up with Krusty’s bullshit and start calling him on it? Is this, then, a sort of pre-emptive whine about the treatment they fear their candidate may start getting soon?
I’d like to think so, and I’d certainly love to see the MSM develop a spine. It’d require nothing short of a miracle, but crazier things have been known to happen, so fingers crossed.
Like humboldtblue and Xpurg8d, I wonder where these wingnuts attended high school–where sniveling weasely newspaper types used the school paper to retaliate against the popular kids. Apparently the concept of the faculty adviser eludes them. In our case, the faculty adviser was only slightly less conservative than Dan Riehl. And even if she weren’t, football was a big deal in our town. At least one Friday night each fall, Joe Paterno would stop by to check out the baby beef we had huddled on the back forty. The school football coach would probably beat the crap out of her if we maligned his precious jocks.
As for the popular kids “taking risks,” if the commenter was referring to stunts like getting shit-f*ced drunk and then driving on one of the most dangerous stretches of mountain road in the county, he may have a point. However, I just can’t place terminal (literally) immaturity in the same category as helping to register black voters in Mississippi, during the height of the civil rights movement.
Shorter fantasies: NERDS!
Actually, yes, you do.
Riehl’s sniping from under the bed “It must be true if I say it often enough” is getting annoyingly typical.