Jack Cashill has been on the story of Ayers writing Obama's autobiography for years. I was tickled by this part of his latest article:
As
I came to believe early on, whoever guided Obama steered him towards a
grievance narrative like Ali's, if not quite as obvious or extravagant.
Even on my first reading in July 2008, I could see that Obama's muse
proved particularly eloquent on the subject of the angry black male.
Phrases
like "full of inarticulate resentments," "knotted, howling assertion of
self," "unruly maleness," "unadorned insistence on respect" and
"withdrawal into a smaller and smaller coil of rage" lace the book. Yet
in the several spontaneous interviews Obama had given on the subject of
race, I had not seen a glimpse of this eloquence or of this anger.
The
evidence eventually led me towards an odd conclusion: The man who lent
Obama his voice on the subject of blackness gave all appearances of
being white. The more I researched Bill Ayers' background, the less
unlikely this seemed. Skin color aside, Ayers and Obama had much in
common. Both grew up in comfortable white households, attended idyllic,
largely white prep schools, and have struggled to find an identity as
righteous black men ever since.
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