Conservative blogs have gone back to flogging the idea that Bill Ayers wrote Barack Obama's Dreams of My Father. Today's angle is that some right-wing blogger caught up with Ayers in an airport and he "confessed" to the dirty deed.
But they're wrong, wrong, wrong.
Bill Ayers didn't write Obama's books. Bill Ayers didn't even write his own book.
I did.
That's right. I wrote Dreams of My Father.
I also wrote The Audacity of Hope, the Philadelphia speech on race, the big speech in Germany, and the acceptance speech at the Democratic convention. The inauguration speech--mine. So was the heart-melting proposal speech Barack gave Michelle when he asked her to marry him. You should have seen his teleprompter work for that one. All those responsibility speeches Barack gives his cute kids--I wrote those too.
Being the genius behind Barack Obama has been tough. Sure, the royalty checks are unbelievably large and I get to live on one of those island paradises. In fact, I live right next to Dan Brown of Da Vinci Code fame.
And yes, I really like those fruity drinks.
But money isn't everything. Pleasure isn't everything either.
I want fame too.
I want everybody to know what a genius I am.
I want paparazzi outside my door. I want my washboard abs in all the tabs. I want my divorce lawyer to be a household name and I want my own cute kids on the cover of People when they go into rehab.
I want it all and I want it now. I want to be Brad, Angelina, and Oprah Winfrey all rolled into one.
And this is how I'm going to do it.
My work on Barack's third book, Born in Qom Not Kenya, is going to be the ultimate reality television show. I'll be broadcasting everything I draft, write, or scribble while I'm in the bathroom. All the exultation, all the pain, all the brillians will be live for everybody to see. Every nonsense phrase, doodle, rejected sentence--every effort I make to maximize the importance of each momentous word--will be available to the public "in real time." The public wants to see genius at work. I'll be working on Obama's next book 24/7 and it will all be brought to you live.
It will be the biggest thing ever--bigger than the Bible, bigger than Jesus, bigger even than the Beatles.
And everybody will know that the real brains behind Barack Obama is not Bill Ayers--it's me.
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
I wrote Dreams of My Father
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Ric Caric
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1 comment:
So clever and witty, Dr. Caric!
You must really amuse yourself, huh?
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