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Give me strength! And Al Gore would have sorted all this out? Get real.

Not an Obama fan. Would never vote for a racist. He is extremely racist and has his own hidden agenda.

Would never vote for a racist. He is extremely racist and has his own hidden agenda.

It comes from being a man who sat in a church for 20-years

From Dreams of My Father:
'I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites.'

From Dreams of My Father :
"I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race.'

From Dreams of My Father: 'There was something about him that made me wary, a little too sure of himself, maybe. And white.'

From Dreams of My Father: 'It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.'

From Dreams of My Father:
'I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa , that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself , the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela.'

From Audacity of Hope:
'I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.'

Bogus/Misleading e-mail: From Dreams of My Father: "I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites."

Actual quote from "Dreams from My Father" [pg. xv]: When people who don't know me well, black or white, discover my background (and it is usually a discovery, for I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of twelve or thirteen, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites), I see the split-second adjustments they have to make, the searching of my eyes for some telltale sign. They no longer know who I am. Privately, they guess at my troubled heart, I suppose - the mixed blood, the divided soul, the ghostly image of the tragic mulatto trapped between two worlds. And if I were to explain that no, the tragedy is not mine, or at least not mine alone, it is yours, sons and daughters of Plymouth Rock and Ellis Island, it is yours, children of Africa, it is the tragedy of both my wife's six-year-old cousin and his white first grade classmates, so that you need not guess at what troubles me, it's on the nightly news for all to see, and that if we could acknowledge at least that much then the tragic cycle begins to break down...well, I suspect that I sound incurably naive, wedded to lost hopes, like those Communists who peddle their newspapers on the fringes of various college towns. Or worse, I sound like I'm trying to hide from myself.

Bogus/Misleading e-mail: From Dreams of My Father : "I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race."

Actual quote from "Dreams from My Father": Nothing like this quote appears in Obama's books.

Bogus/Misleading e-mail: From Dreams of My Father: "There was something about him that made me wary, a little too sure of himself, maybe. And white."

Actual quote from "Dreams from My Father" [pgs. 141-142]: Now he was trying to pull urban blacks and suburban whites together around a plan to save manufacturing jobs in metropolitan Chicago. He needed somebody to work with him, he said. Somebody black. ...

He offered to start me off at ten thousand dollars the first year, with a two-thousand-dollar travel allowance to buy a car; the salary would go up if things worked out. After he was gone, I took the long way home, along the East River promenade, and tried to figure out what to make of the man. He was smart, I decided. He seemed committed to his work. Still, there was something about him that made me wary. A little too sure of himself, maybe. And white - he'd said himself that that was a problem.

Bogus/Misleading e-mail: From Dreams of My Father : ; "It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names."

Actual quote from "Dreams from My Father" [pg. 100-101]: To avoid being mistaken for a sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets. We smoked cigarettes and wore leather jackets. At night, in the dorms, we discussed necolonialism, Franz Fanon, Eurocentrism, and patriarchy. When we ground out our cigarettes in the hallway carpet or set our stereos so loud that the walls began to shake, we were resisting bourgeois society's stifling constraints. We weren't indifferent or careless or insecure. We were alienated. But this strategy alone couldn't provide the distance I wanted, from Joyce or my past. After all, there were thousands of so-called campus radicals, most of them white and tenured and happily tolerated. No, it remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.

Bogus/Misleading e-mail: From Dreams of My Father: "I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa, that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, Dubois and Mandela."

Actual quote from "Dreams from My Father" [pg. 220]: Yes, I'd seen weakness in other men - Gramps and his disappointments, Lolo and his compromise. But these men had become object lessons for me, men I might love but never emulate, white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa, that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela. And if later I saw that the black men I knew - Frank or Ray or Will or Rafiq - fell short of such lofty standards; if I had learned to respect these men for the struggles they went through, recognizing them as my own - my father's voice had nevertheless remained untainted, inspiring, rebuking, granting or withholding approval. You do not work hard enough, Barry. You must help in your people's struggle. Wake up, black man!

Bogus/Misleading e-mail: From Audacity of Hope: "I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction."

Actual quote from "The Audacity of Hope" [pg. 261]: Of course, not all my conversations in immigrant communities follow this easy pattern. In the wake of 9/11, my meetings with Arab and Pakistani Americans, for example, have a more urgent quality, for the stories of detentions and FBI questioning and hard stares from neighbors have shaken their sense of security and belonging. They have been reminded that the history of immigration in this country has a dark underbelly; they need specific assurances that their citizenship really means something, that America has learned the right lessons from the Japanese internments during World War II, and that I will stand with them should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.

http://www.factcheck.org/askfactcheck/did_obama_write_that_he_would_stand.html

Here's another thing - I always look at peoples' eyes - I leave others to be entranced by voice or dress or - cologne for that matter. When I look deep into Obama's eyes, I see emptiness. Despite a well-practiced smile, I don't see warmth or genuine caring. I just see cold emptiness. Like looking into the soul-less eyes of sharks. But of course, as Obama is a lawyer, that's probably to be expected.

Bush's eyes conveyed that he was full of secrets and mischief that you'll never be privvy to...because you don't matter.
Clinton's eyes looked like he just wanted to get official things over with and get back to enjoying the position.
Bush I's eyes were like those of a country preacher about to administer corporal punishment for your own good - whether you actually did anything or not.

Who else do we have running for office? You tell me who I can cast my vote for that will not lie or steal or cheat in office and he/she will get my vote.

If you are skeered, then go hide in your bomb shelter and wait four years until you realize how naive you are being.

Andy, voting for Ron Paul will not help in this election, sorry.

As a Christian, I will vote for the lesser of two evils

Here's another thing - I always look at peoples' eyes - I leave others to be entranced by voice or dress or - cologne for that matter. When I look deep into Obama's eyes, I see emptiness. Despite a well-practiced smile, I don't see warmth or genuine caring. I just see cold emptiness. Like looking into the soul-less eyes of sharks.

When I read the feed back from my earlier post, I was going to apologize for using them, but after reading the accurate ones, I realized there isn't a dimes worth of difference in what he actually said and what was posted, so I didnt bother to waste my time or energy doing so.

Wow, I'm impressed. You seem to have this whole looking-into-another's-eyes thingy down to a science. Good for you. It's refreshing to hear that some people base their decisions on logic.
I'm also impressed that you have managed to get so much face-to face time with all these presidents that you have managed to look them in the eyes and pierce their very souls. I've wandered the earth for 42 years now and haven't even managed to meet a single president in person. You'll have to tell me how you manage this, perhaps with some tips I'll be able to meet famous people, look them in the eyes, and base all my decisions on these experiences.
Kudos to you, and thanks for sharing the information you have gleaned from this valuable new science.