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After nearly half a century of riding his Blackness, Obama has the overwhelming desire to reconnect with his Irish forefathers!
Ah, the proud Kenyan and spiritual leader of the Muslim world is wearing the green and sprouting shamrocks out the back of his trousers. His name now can take on an apostrophe and become O’bama, perhaps Seamus O’reilly O’bama. He has the ability to become anyone with his ghost writers. Perhaps Ayers can now write Green Dreams of my Irishness.
Aye lads and lassies the great shape shifter has changed course, now he can be known as the most Irish of all presidents: that Black Muslim identity is wearing a little thin with America and the rest of the world. So he becomes a new O’bama, if you have no past it is much easier. Now instead of wearing grass skirts in Kenya or bowing to Middle Eastern dictators while farting on Israel, a move that hasn’t been received well, Obama visits the homeland of the White Sheep of the family and enjoys his Irish identity that he has tried to ignore his whole life.
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