Well, confirmation about one thing at least.

Surprise, surprise, Obama’s relationship with William Ayers really did extend beyond the way Obama characterized it during the debates, as Ayers simply being “a guy who lives in my neighborhood.” None other than Ayers himself has come forward and stated that their relationship was in fact much more. In a new afterword to his 2001 book, which he’s currently hawking all over television, Ayers had this to say about Obama:

“We had served together on the board of a foundation, knew one another as neighbors and family friends, held an initial fund-raiser at my house, where I’d made a small donation to his earliest political campaign.”

emphasis added

“Family friends” is really quite a stretch from “just a guy who lives in my neighborhood”, don’t you think? Let’s add this to the ever growing list of lies from the campaign, shall we? Of course, not like this is a huge surprise to anyone here, but there you go. It’s at least nice to have confirmation, right?

In the same article where I first saw this lovely quote, I also read that Ayers is now claiming that the infamous quote attributed to him – wherein he claims he wished he had done more as part of the Weather Underground – is inaccurate. He claims he never said any such thing… even though he’s said it multiple times. Whoops! Well, I suppose if you clear up one lie, you gotta add another one to the pile, just to make sure your tally stays the same, right?

The bit that bugs me most of all, though, is this statement: “I killed no one, and I harmed no one, and I didn’t regret for a minute resisting the murderous assault on [Vietnam] with every ounce of my being.”
Sorry, Bill, even though you never specifically pulled the trigger yourself, there were still several people who died because of your orders, several people who were seriously injured because of your influence. Just because you order someone else to plant a bomb doesn’t mean you aren’t implicit in it being set off. Just because you incited your cronies into beating up cops doesn’t mean you aren’t just as culpable. The entirety of the Weather Underground and your involvement in it has been very thoroughly documented. No matter how many lies you tell now, no matter how much you try to disfigure history, there are those of us who still know who you are and know exactly what you did. And we sure as hell won’t forget it.

There’s a new post over at POW in California that I think everyone should read. It says absolutely everything I was going to say in an upcoming post about Obama and the harsh reality of what keeps this country apart racially, yet it’s said in a much more beautiful way than I ever could. So head on over!

Not Pro-McCain ~ Anti-Obama!

Let me introduce myself – I’m Meg! Nice to meet you. I’m young, I’m a woman, I live outside Washington, DC, and I’m a moderate registered Independent. “Meg” is not my real name, nor is this my first blog. I have created this blog specifically to maintain my anonymity. Why? Because the attacks against me because of my point of view got so out of hand that I simply couldn’t tolerate it anymore. On my original blog, if I dared to voice even the slightest hint of dissent against Barack Obama, I was attacked by my own family and my closest friends. I couldn’t figure out what had happened. Suddenly, those closest to me – people with whom I normally share a great deal of mutual respect – would turn on me in an instant, spewing the most hateful of insults, all because I had the unending nerve to disagree with them politically. I didn’t get it; what changed? One minute they’re asking me for advice, as any friend would, then the next they’re calling me “brainwashed” and “stupid.” Or worse, people who have known me my whole life and know full well who I am and what I stand for, as soon as they hear I don’t like Obama, they start accusing me of being a “bigoted, crazy, right-wing fundamentalist Christian Republican.” (Their words, not mine!) I’m so tired of being attacked personally by people I know and love, I’m tired of being dragged through the mud by people who know better. So I’m removing my name, I’m sequestering this part of my life, so at least now the attacks – that I know are inevitable – at least won’t feel quite so personal. Call it cowardly if you wish, but I just don’t want to stir up anymore strife amongst my family. Yet I still wish to speak my mind, so here I am.

After the jump, on to politics, the reason I want to speak my mind, as well as my promises to you about what you can expect from this blog.