Where's Uncle Omar??

Where's Uncle Omar??

President Barack Hussein Obama and his administration have an uncanny ability of ignoring and/or stonewalling embarrassing and/or illegal activities but the question of what happened to the president’s Uncle Omar has to take the cake when it comes to familial mysteries.

No one seems to know where he is.

You may recall Uncle Omar, actual name Onyango Obama, affectionately referred to as “Uncle Omar” in the president’s memoir, Dreams from My Father.

An illegal alien with a valid driver’s license and Social Security card, the 67 year old Kenyan was arrested in Framingham, Massachusetts on August 24th for a DUI, negligent operation of a motor vehicle, and failure to yield the right of way. The first thing he told police was, ”I think I will call the White House,” presumably to chat with step-nephew Barack.

Held on a deportation detainer for two weeks, he was quietly released and when he appeared for a hearing he was “visibly amused” and “giggled” during the court proceedings, according to BostonHerald.com. He is scheduled for a November 17th pre-trial conference.

That was the last thing anyone saw or heard about Onyango-Omar who is no stranger to deportation. . .
(Read more at http://www.genelalor.com/blog1/?p=5981.)

Zeituni's PLace in Obama's Zeitgeist

Zeituni’s Place in Obama’s Zeitgeist

What do you do with an auntie named Zeituni?

That doesn’t quite have the ring of “What do you do with a girl named Maria?” but the Zeituni question poses an even greater challenge for Obama than Maria did for Mother Abbess in Sound of Music.

Kenyan Zeituni Onyango, age 57, is an illegal alien living in the United States for the last 10 years, for the most part in subsidized, Boston public housing on the taxpayers’ dime, has no visible means of support, and is a criminal by virtue of her illegal status.

She also happens to be President Obama’s dear Auntie Zeituni who is pleading for asylum for the third time.

What to do?

On the one hand, Obama could extend an empathetic hand to a blood relative whom he had affectionately praised in Dreams from My Father. She was in attendance at his Senate swearing inceremony in 2004 and was in the audience at her Obama’s inauguration.

This is no distant relative nor a demented aunt to be consigned to the attic or basement.

Aunt Zeituni, out of sight, out of mind, shouldn’t hold her breath awaiting empathy from a millionaire president who turned his back on another blood relative, his half-brother George who, at last word, is still subsisting on a buck a week in a suburban Nairobi hovel.

Zeituni has been living on our shores since 2000 . . .

(Read more at http://www.genelalor.com/blog1/?p=1479)