Posted by The Hill-Man on March 31, 2009
Wednesday is a big day for our “magician in-chief”. Not because he has returned to receive the adoration of the European nations that greeted him as a conquering hero during the campaign, but because his Aunt Zeituni faces her immigration hearing in Boston that will determine whether she gets to remain in this country or not. For Barack Obama this presents an incredible opportunity to show the country, and the world, how he feels about our immigration policy.
First, a little history. Zeituni Onyango is Barack Obama’s half aunt, the daughter of his grandfather and his third wife. Barack’s father, Zeituni’s half sister, is the son of his grandfather and his second wife. She has spoken very little with the media, so we don’t know alot about her, but she did she say that she is has been coming to America since 1975. Over four years ago, before her half nephew was a candidate for President, she lost her bid for Asylum and should have left the country. As is to be expected in this victim state we live in, she never left, and has been the beneficiary of public housing at the Flaherty Way housing project in Southie ever since.
Shouldn’t our President stand up in public and tell us what he thinks of the plight of his beloved aunt? She is, after all, a repeat law breaker who has been feeding off the public trough of taxpayer funded housing for god knows how long? If the President is angry that our tax dollars are going to pay the bonuses of AIG employees, and Detroit Auto Workers, isn’t he upset that they are going to support a person who is here in violation of the law and is not, near as we can tell, a fellow tax payer? Or does he feel such empathy to those who sneak into our country, suck off the taxpayer teet, and work the system ad nauseum, that he feels they (she) should be allowed to stay? Which is it? I just want to know what his opinion is…and why no one has asked him.
Can you imagine if George Bush has an illegal mexican relative living in public housing in Texas? Take it one step further, and can you imagine if the liberal media found out that George Bush’s illegal aunt from Mexico made a campaign contribution of $260 dollars to his campaign? Would there be a major investigation? I think you know the answer. And if you look hard enough, you will find that Aunt Zeituni did just that for her nephew. Must have saved up what she didn’t have to pay for her housing to make the donation.
Maybe the President will tell us what he thinks about his aunt, and by turn, what he thinks about our immigration policy and whether we are a country of laws. And whether those laws apply to everyone or just to the lawful taxpayers. Maybe…but I think not. He will be too busy hugging the Euro trash who still think he is going to save the world.


Check out these pictures of the latest visit from Jesus Christ.
that’s losing tons of money, instead of the Giganto Chain that is losing tons of money.
on the spread of AIDS. I’m sure prayer is a much more effective contraceptive. I like how the worlds oldest Virgin is giving us tips on STD’s. A whole organization that practices celibacy is the scientific leader when it comes to AIDS research. Right.


built in safety systems in case of mid-air power loss.” That’s the main problem with driver’s licenses, anyone can get them. As evidence by the caliber of drivers here in Massachusetts. Imagine the asshole who can’t figure out what “Merge” means in a flying car. Fuck! We’re just inviting death from the sky. Add using a cell phone, IPhone, laptop, drinking coffee, doing paperwork, applying make up to this and us ground dwellers are screwed. Because that’s who will get these first. The phone yakking yuppies who need to define themselves by their cars. “Look at me, I can fly and text!” Then BAM, into a cell tower. Or worse. Let me pile on here.
downward towards the Mass Pike. That’s where I will be in my 2004 Accord actually paying attention to my driving, except I’m not looking up because I haven’t gotten used to the fact that there are flying fuckin’ cars! Vin swoops down and shaves the roof off of my ground vehicle along with my head, which rolls on to the pike and gets crushed by the Fung Wah bus that my car and my headless body veer in front of. The collision produces a fireball the size of an aircraft carrier because it’s a Fung Wah bus and is leaking gasoline all through the luggage compartment. The explosion takes out half the Weston tolls and brings down 18 other flying car assholes and a Television traffic chopper. The flaming debris shuts down the pike for 48 hours.

or The Rolling Stones. Although she does enjoy “Rockit” by Herbie Hancock and “Good Girls Don’t” by The Knack. I have tried playing the Ramones for her to no avail. Then, out of nowhere she asks, “Daddy, could you play the Ramones?”(pronounced: Ra-Moan-ez) I was thrilled. I immediately threw on the first album. She then asked me to turn it up. I was near tears I was so happy. She started chanting “Hey Ho, Let’s Go” and I just about peed myself. She asked about the “Sweet Little Girl” in “I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend” and told me eating glue was bad during “Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue”. I thought to myself, “YES! She’s finally starting to get it”. By the time we got to “Today Your Love, Tomorrow The World” she was bopping her head back and forth and making up words to go along with Joey Ramone’s. Then I thought about when I first heard The Ramones and how it made me feel. What other music it lead me to and the misadventures it inspired. Sneaking out of my house to drink beers and trashing mailboxes. Skipping a ton of school. Hitchhiking into Boston to hang out in Kenmore Sq. Road trips to shows and getting hassled by police while stoned out of my gord. Spray painting the wall behind Building 19. Various stupid and dangerous experiments with fireworks and sex. Replacing my Dad’s scotch with ice tea(very stupid and disrespectful to the scotch). Riding on the hood of my friend’s car from the parking lot of Fun And Games to the Zayers down rt. 9. Then I thought….oh shit.


tear down. He was accused for being a nerd for pursuing his passion for “Everquest” by the same geeks who can quote every stat about the 1961 World Series.(I don’t know who played and I’m not going to look it up…crap..hold on…it was the Yankees and Reds) The guy was opinionated and in a position to communicate those opinions to the masses.