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….