Was Obama molested as a boy?

I honestly wonder if Barack Obama was molested as a little boy.  If he was, it would explain a lot about his character and his behavior.  

I was just reading an article in the American Thinker by Jack Cashill titled Another Look at Obama’s Origins.  The article goes into some of the incongruencies in the story of Barack Obama’s birth.  The story is a good read.  It points out problems with the timeline of the story of Obama’s birth.  

Some interesting information came out of the story that stood out to me, because I have had a hunch about Obama for quite a while, and now I have some confirmation.  Some pundits have been saying that Obama has a psychological problem; that he has a fixation on destroying certain people and groups; that it isn’t just ideological, but neurotic.  He is beyond rationality.

Then I read in this article that he wrote a poem when he was 19, called “Pop.”

Pop

Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken
In, sprinkled with ashes,
Pop switches channels, takes another
Shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks
What to do with me, a green young man
Who fails to consider the
Flim and flam of the world, since
Things have been easy for me;
I stare hard at his face, a stare
That deflects off his brow;
I’m sure he’s unaware of his
Dark, watery eyes, that
Glance in different directions,
And his slow, unwelcome twitches,
Fail to pass.
I listen, nod,
Listen, open, till I cling to his pale,
Beige T-shirt, yelling,
Yelling in his ears, that hang
With heavy lobes, but he’s still telling
His joke, so I ask why
He’s so unhappy, to which he replies . . .
But I don’t care anymore, cause
He took too damn long, and from
Under my seat, I pull out the
Mirror I’ve been saving; I’m laughing,
Laughing loud, the blood rushing from his face
To mine, as he grows small,
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
From me; he switches channels, recites an old poem
He wrote before his mother died,
Stands, shouts, and asks
For a hug, as I shink*, my
Arms barely reaching around
His thick, oily neck, and his broad back; ’cause
I see my face, framed within
Pop’s black-framed glasses
And know he’s laughing too.

– Barack Obama

(* “Shink” may be a typo.  However, “shink” is slang for getting dick slapped in the face, or  an evasive shrinking maneuver.  ”Shink” is not usually a dictionary word.)

This reads like a molestation poem.  It appears that the character in the poem was molested by an older man.  He was anally penetrated.  

The author, Barack Obama, fills the poems with imagery of the molest.  

And with images of the possible molester: “his Dark, watery eyes,” “his ears, that hang With heavy lobes, ” Pop’s black-framed glasses.”  I looked at the images of the dominant men in his life; the one’s who could be called “pop;”  Barack Obama, Sr., Lolo Soetoro, Stanley Dunham, and Frank Davis.  The one with the characteristics of the possible molester in the poem is his grandfather, Stanley Dunham.

Now, I don’t have proof, so we can’t say for sure that Stanley Dunham molested the young Barack Obama, but the poem, Barack’s background, and his character all make this theory probable.  Let’s look a little closer at Barack Obama. 

Barack threw off his family name and embraced the name of his birth father who he didn’t really know.  There was something about his mother and his grandparents that he did not love enough to keep their name.  He chose to reject the name of his mother and grandparents, and embrace the name of a father he barely knew.  His mother rejected him of course, leaving young Obama with his grandparents.  In rejecting his name, he also rejected them also.  There is nothing conclusive that can be said of his name change, but it is a little suggestive that he rejected the heritage of his mother and grandparents.  People who were abused as children by their parents sometimes take on new identities, adopting new names and lifestyles.

Next, we can look at his general demeanor.  Does he present himself the way someone molested as a child would?  Yes.  Some people say that he has an emotional vulcan-like coldness.  This is a classic characteristic of child abuse.  Abused children separate their intellect from their emotions.  That is called dissociation.  Dissociation is part of what we call post traumatic stress disorder, or PTSD.  So there could be something there.

When people are abused as children and have PTSD, they can become neurotic, which means they develop fixations on certain things that do not reflect the reality around them.  Does Barack Obama have those kinds of fixations?  Definitely. 

People suffering from PTSD are usually a little detached from reality.  Does that sound like Barack Obama?   Oh, yeah.

So what we have so far is one poem and some suggestive evidence.  The only person who really knows the whole story is Barack Obama, and honestly, the guy lies so much and so casually we can’t believe anything he would say about the matter.  

There are some implications if this theory is true.  Molesters tend to have more than one victim.  If  people turn up admitting they were molested by Stanley Dunham, that would totally nail the question down.  

Another implication is the fact that people who were molested as children tend to grow up and become molesters themselves.  Not all do of course, but it is a common happening.  If young men turned up who claimed to have been molested by Barack Obama, that would be highly suggestive that this theory is true.  

If Stanley Dunham was not a molestor, perhaps Frank Davis was.  Davis is known for his stories of molesting children and for having bisexual encounters.  Young Barack spent a lot of time with Davis.  Perhaps Davis did something like this.  Perhaps Davis and Dunham both did.

Or perhaps Davis didn’t and young Barack went to him for comfort after being abused by his grandfather.  In the process, Barack rejected the white authoritarian figure and embraced the black radical.  That would fit his character profile.

So far, all we have is one poem, and some anecdotal evidence.  And a strong hunch on my part, and on the part of others.  

I think that Barack Obama is mentally ill; that he suffers from PTSD as a result of childhood sexual abuse; and that a lot of his strange behaviors as President are a result of the abuse.

Just a couple of examples, I think that Obama’s unwillingness to recognize the wrongness of his perverse Safe Schools Czar Kevin Jennings.  And I think such a case of PTSD would explain why he is apparently willing to protect one of his supporters, Kevin Johnson, from being investigated for allegedly using government funds to pay hush money for child sexual abuse. 

I think he is still that fake personality laughing on the outside, closed off from his human sense of suffering on the inside. 

Whatever their cause and character, I think the guy just plain ol’ has issues.  He is committed to destroying America, and capitalism in general.  He rejects the reality of the public’s rejection of his agenda, and I’m getting damn fed up dealing with the fallout.  I don’t believe he is mentally right enough in the head to do the job of President.  I think I know what caused his problems, so I think I know what the nature of his problems are: PTSD caused by childhood sexual abuse.  I think he turned off some of his capacity to relate to a lot of human suffering.  I think he lives in a perpetual state of response to unseen stimuli.  I think he considers it a good thing for him to force himself on us against our will and our finer sensitivities, like a molester forcing himself onto a child.