Today’s mail brought a DVD entitled Dreams of My Real Father: A Story of Reds and Deception. If you live in a swing state like Florida, maybe you’ll get one too. If so, feel free to discard it as soon as you get it. I’ve watched it so you don’t have to.
Now that the Obama birth-certificate canard has grown tiresome even to its supporters, it’s time to move on. And what the birthers have moved on to is attacking the president’s parentage. Who cares if he was born in the United States? His daddy’s a commie! And his mama’s a whore!
The first thing I noticed about Dreams of My Real Father is the production values. It relies mostly on stock footage from one of those ’50s hygiene films, where the young girl anxious about getting her period is supposed to represent Obama’s mother. There are also clips from an ancient Lloyd Nolan movie and a few scenes of atomic bombs going off. The only original footage consists of (a) Obama’s face superimposed on the Chinese flag, and (b) numerous slow pans of the film’s own script — which, as you might imagine, is heavy on the exclamation points.
Off camera, someone doing a terrible Obama impersonation purports to come clean about how he is the offspring of a notorious communist named Frank Marshall Davis, and has been groomed since childhood to transform America into a Marxist state. For evidence, the film repeatedly juxtaposes images of the president with images of Davis.
See the uncanny resemblance? Neither did I — possibly because there is no resemblance, beyond vague racial characteristics. To director Joel Gilbert, I guess, all black people look alike.
It goes on like this for an hour and a half. At the end, the only thing that kept me from attacking my television set was that it would be expensive to replace. Nevertheless, this film is a pernicious piece of shit, and I can only imagine how much of it will be accepted as gospel by those mouth-breathers desperate to believe anything that can’t be proven.
Dreams of My Real Father is being mailed out by the millions; that can get expensive. The guy who made it won’t reveal who paid for it. He probably doesn’t have to — we can make a pretty good guess — but still. Is this what conservatism has come to? Has Obama’s presidency been so faultless that he can only be attacked with sophomoric lies?
The same mailman who brought the DVD also picked up the advance ballot I filled out this morning. Let’s just say I’m even happier now to have voted the way I did.