The Obama Cryptograph

In their pursuit of the larger truth -- pravda -- Soviet leadership scorned any petty factual truth -- istina -- that stood in its way. -Jack Cashill In a lifetime of associations of nearly exclusively unsavory characters, poet and pornographer Frank Marshall Davis ranks among the least savory of the lot.

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Davis was a communist, poet, alcoholic, sexual deviant, and fomenter of racial hatred. Cleverly disguised as Frank in Dreams, we learn that young Barry was treated to Davis’s counsel on numerous occasions.  Dear Grandpa Stanley, blessed with an inordinate amount of free time, thanks to his wife’s hard work, enjoyed whiling away the hours with Davis, drinking and smoking pot.  In yet another series of twists and loops, Davis was born in Kansas, as were the Dunhams. It is not entirely clear whether Davis and Dunham knew each other in Kansas. Davis, an unabashed admirer of the Soviet Union, member of the Communist Party USA (CPUSA), and cultivator of racial hatred, worked as a columnist in Chicago, where he fancied himself someone of great importance. Davis was an open supporter of the Soviet Union and his influence on Obama is hard to miss.  The poet also admitted to writing a pornographic novel under the pseudonym of Bob Greene, in which the protagonist seduces a thirteen-year-old girl.  Davis claimed he had changed names and identities, but the novel was based on actual experiences.  To clarify the depth of Marshall’s perversion, he actually believed sex with a thirteen-year-old child would be in the child’s best interests.  He graciously spared her the sting of rejection and made certain her earliest sexual experiences would be with the maestro himself, according to Toby Harnden in The Daily Telegraph. Davis also proudly proclaimed himself bisexual, a voyeur and exhibitionist who wished he’d had two penises. Davis was an important mentor to Obama, and he shared his special version of how to improve race relations:  don’t trust white people. Davis died in 1987, but was eventually replaced by Reverend Jeremiah Wright. Jack Cashill has exhumed a poem, “Pop” attributed to young Barry, ostensibly about his dandy role model:

“A spot in my brain, something
 That may be squeezed out, like a 
 Watermelon seed between Two fingers.
 Pop takes another shot, neat, 
Points out the same amber 
Stain on his shorts that I’ve got on mine, and
 Makes me smell his smell, coming”

Cashill cites a blog comment from a therapist about the possible reference to outright sexual abuse: “Writes the therapist, who chooses to remain anonymous, ‘[This incident] may be describing outright sexual abuse. But perhaps not; we don't know, and we'll never know. But there is no question that the poem is describing a boundary violation on several levels: this child feels invaded-perhaps even taken over-by this man, and is fighting against that sensation.’” Cashill questions whether Obama or Davis wrote the poem. When compared to a companion piece, a masterpiece titled “Underground”, the disparity between the two poets’ literary gifts becomes more obvious:

“Under water grottos, caverns
 Filled with apes 
That eat figs.
 Stepping on the figs
 That the apes
 Eat, they crunch.
 The apes howl, bare 
Their fangs, dance,
 Tumble in the 
 Rushing water,
 Musty, wet pelts
 Glistening in the blue.”

If Davis indeed wrote “Pop”, Cashill postulates it was an expression of his distress at losing young Barry to the “lures of the mainland.” Whether “Pop” was written by Obama himself or by Davis; it certainly does not reflect a healthy adult/child relationship. Nor does it speak well of the sole adult male relative responsible for Obama’s upbringing, Stanley Dunham. Stanley Dunham’s relationship with Davis reflects an appalling lack of appropriate boundaries. If two grown ne’er-do-wells chose to waste their time drinking, smoking pot, and spewing hate, so be it; but as the alleged adult, Dunham was way out of line exposing a child of ten to such an influence as Frank Marshall Davis. We likely will never know all of the details of each meeting between Obama and Davis over the years. Obama himself may not have entirely accurate recollections; such is the nature of extreme experiences in childhood. The very best we can say is that his grandfather failed to provide a healthy role model for the impressionable child. Exposing a child to race hating, communist ideology, along with all manners of sexual perversion, is child abuse and can be expected to have a lasting influence.