Lowell Ponte ramps up the Obama derangement in his April 20 Newsmax column:
“I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth,” President Barack Obama told an Ohio audience this week, implicitly contrasting his up-by-affirmative-action life to that of his Republican rival Governor Mitt Romney, son of a prosperous automobile company executive and Michigan Governor.
Trouble is, President Obama as a young man had a silver spoon not in his mouth but up his nose.
In his precocious 1995 autobiography “Dreams From My Father,” Mr. Obama told of how he did “a little blow, when [I] could afford it” (page 93 of the 2004 paperback edition).
“Blow” is street slang for cocaine, which in fashionable left-liberal circles has traditionally been inhaled directly into the nostrils from a tiny spoon, often silver, often worn as part of a necklace.
It would be wise for Obama to drop any future references to silver spoons.
Ponte follows this with:
For months Obama has had his attack dogs nipping at Mr. Romney’s heels over a trip long ago in which the Massachusetts governor transported the family dog in a carrier on the roof of his car.
Days ago the Daily Caller, followed quickly by ABC’s best reporter Jake Tapper, told of a passage in “Dreams From My Father” in which President Obama describes his experience eating dog meat as a child in Indonesia.
Obama describes the flesh of “man’s best friend” as “tough.”
Imagine that you are a dog. Would you prefer to vote for someone who drove your kind around the roof of a car in a safe carrier, an experience the Romney family says the dog enjoyed?
Or would you vote instead for someone who enjoyed feasting on the body of a fellow dog killed for its meat?
It gives the idea of Obama chowing down a hot dog a whole new meaning.
And that’s not all, for Ponte latches onto another Obama conspiracy:
In fairness to President Obama, some scholars doubt that he wrote his autobiography. It is written with a literary skill far beyond anything else from his pen. Some researchers find striking similarities between its language and style and that found in books by Obama associate Bill Ayers, a founder of the radical left Weather Underground.
Sorry, Lowell, Jack Cashill is not a “scholar.” And even most conservatives think the whole ghostwriting thing is a crock.