Footage of Rev. Wright’s racist, bigoted sermons, quickly made Obama distance himself from the man who christened his daughters, and presided over his marriage.
Rev. Wright has now come out in an interview, to claim that in 2008, the Obama campaign offered him $150,000 to buy his silence. If this is true Obama may have committed a crime.
In the interview by Edward Klein, for a biography he has written about the President, Rev. Wright contradicts the Presidents’ version of events. Wright paints a picture of their relationship as like father and son. Wright tells Klein that he was a major political, as well as spiritual figure, in Obama’s life. Wright also talked about Obama’s Islamic heritage, claiming he “possessed an Islamic background”, and that he never fully left Islam behind him.
If this is true, it would mean Obama’s political ideology for 20 years, was one for extreme left, black liberation theology. Furthermore it begs the question:
Did team Obama bribe anyone else to keep them silent?
Are we seeing the corrupt Chicago style politics in the White House?
The seriousness of these allegations requires Congress to look at the claims of Rev. Wright, and have them fully investigated.
Here’s the picture I see as I cltpemtoane this: I can see the son, coming back towards home, in the distance rehearsing what he will say when his presence is known, eyes downcast and not able to make eye contact, shame and wasted years filling his mind. Nearby, from the front porch of their home, the Father looks towards the horizon, the sun setting behind a silhouetted figure walking towards his house. The figure is downcast but definitely walking towards them Hmmmm the walk, the movement of the arms, their hair is so disheveled but I that frame, how familiar it seems…, the Father ponders. As the silhouette draws close, he sees further the downcast figure to be a man. Something stirs deep within him, Could it be .c-ould it be..??. the words stumble as they roll around inside his head, COULD THAT BE… MY SON???! His heart pounding, the Father begins to run towards the figure. As the man looks up, he is discernable as the missing son. Yelling at the top of His lungs, the Father runs as he weeps aloud, MY SON, MY SON OH, MY SON HAS COME HOME, MY SON HAS COME HOME!! Throwing all caution to the wind, the Father grabs the son in a full body embrace, tears streaming down his joy-filled face. Kissing him over and over he cries out, OH, MY SON, MY SON YOU HAVE COME HOME .. Father, the son sputters, Let me go, for I am filthy- I am not worthy to be called your son. I have dishonored you and disowned you and this family before everyone. If you could just let me be as one The Father’s heart swells within in such magnitude it feels as if the whole earth could not contain it. Before his son can finish, the Father calls out for all to hear, MY LOST DEAD SON HE IS ALIVE!! HE HAS BEEN FOUND!! HURRY!! Do not delay get the best robe! Quick, put it on him! Now, bring the RING, bring the RING, yes, the sandals, too! He’s home, he’s home MY SON is HOME!! ____I am blessed being reminded again of the signet ring how powerful it was, the Father must have been sooo amazingly joyful, looking into the eyes of his dirtied son, seeing the anger and blackness gone now, acceptance and gratitude filling the Father’s heart.I am happily amazed at the trust of the Father, that his newly returned son would make good choices out of what he’d learned, the Father’s assuring the older brother that he need not fear. I love that the son, coming back home quietly in humility and a change of heart, hungry and cold, found more that he could have ever hoped for welcoming arms, loving words, being fully restored AT ONCE! Not when he proved himself again AT ONCE!I am so moved with OUR Father’s heart how GRATEFUL I AM, LORD!! HOW GRATEFUL I AM!!