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Title: Clinton Advisor, Mickey Kantor Caught on Tape Calling Indiana Voters 'Worthless White N*ggers'
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Published: May 2, 2008
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Post Date: 2008-05-02 12:17:58 by aristeides
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Clinton Advisor, Mickey Kantor Caught on Tape Calling Indiana Voters 'Worthless White N*ggers' Posted May 2, 2008 Subscribe to our news feed! Advisor to the Hillary Clinton '08 campaign and Clinton-Gore '92 chairman, Mickey Kantor was caught on tape hurling insults at Indiana voters. In the footage, which must be around 16 years old, Kantor assures his colleagues that a win or loss in the state of Indiana doesn't matter because "those people are shit." Kantor, flanked by strategist James Carville and advisor George Stephanopoulos, then lowers his voice and asks, "how would you like to be a worthless, white n*gger?" The video surfaces as guilty-by-association politics is doing it's best to crumble the Obama campaign. Just when the dust from the emergence of Wright's sermon snippets had begun to settle, the pastor appeared on PBS and at an NAACP convention with a new speech about race in America. While some found the speech to be inspiring and insightful, the man's words further inflamed those who accuse Wright of putting forth hate speech. The NAACP event was followed by an appearance at a National Press Club conference, which was organized by staunch Clinton supporter Barbara Reynolds. The resurgence of Wright coverage forced presidential candidate Barack Obama to finally denounce his former pastor of 20 years. "When I say I find these comments appalling, I mean it. It contradicts everything I am about and who I am," Obama said, adding that Wright's comments "end up giving comfort to those who prey on hate." It remains to be seen whether the Clinton camp will take the same hits for this latest Kantor gaffe as did Obama. According to the record, probably not.
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I don't think this news will go over well with voters in Indiana. I wonder what voters in North Carolina will think. Well, that's assuming the report is true. Ben Smith says the director of The War Room is saying the clip was doctored.
To reason, indeed, he was not in the habit of attending. His mode of arguing, if it is to be so called, was one not uncommon among dull and stubborn persons, who are accustomed to be surrounded by their inferiors. He asserted a proposition; and, as often as wiser people ventured respectfully to show that it was erroneous, he asserted it again, in exactly the same words, and conceived that, by doing so, he at once disposed of all objections. - Macaulay, "History of England," Vol. 1, Chapter 6, on James II.
Good Lord the hate whitey line is getting longer and longer. Throw in La Raza, and string up the whitey pinata!!!! But, the claim that Obama is somehow only guilty by mere association is pure bunk. Sorry. He's being judged on his own words. A poster at Politico, took the time to pull some excerpts from Obama's books and posted in the comments section of this piece: www.politico.com/new s/stories/0508/10031.html “To avoid being mistaken for a sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students, the foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “I FOUND A SOLACE IN NURSING A PERVASIVE SENSE OF GRIEVANCE AND ANIMOSITY AGAINST MY MOTHER'S RACE.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added, caps. in original) . "The emotion between the races could never be pure..... the other race would always remain just that: menacing, alien, and apart." Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “That hate hadn’t gone away,” [Obama wrote, blaming] “white people— some cruel, some ignorant, sometimes a single face, sometimes just a faceless image of a system claiming power over our lives.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “I had grown accustomed, everywhere, to suspicions between the races.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “[The globe is a place] where white folks’ greed runs a world in need, apartheid in one hemisphere, apathy in another hemisphere.... That's the world! On which hope sits.” Barack Hussein Obama (quoting Wright), “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “[Obama vowed that he would] never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn’t speak to my own. It was into my father’s image, the black man, son of Africa, that I’d packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm [Malcolm X], DuBois and Mandela.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “In Indonesia, I had spent two years at a Muslim school…. I studied the Koran….” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “We are no longer just a Christian nation,” “We are also a Jewish nation, a Muslim nation, a Buddhist nation, a Hindu nation, and a nation of nonbelievers.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . “I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.” Barack Hussein Obama, “The Audacity of Hope” (emp. added) . “Lolo [Obama's step father] followed a brand of Islam.... I looked to Lolo for guidance.” Barack Hussein Obama, “The Audacity of Hope” (emp. added) . “The person who made me proudest of all, though, was [half brother] Roy .. He converted to Islam.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) .
Kantor, flanked by strategist James Carville and advisor George Stephanopoulos, then lowers his voice and asks, "how would you like to be a worthless, white n*gger?" So in the early 1990s Kantar said this, not that long ago. Much like Abramoff's attitude toward the Native Americans he was stealing from.
“President Bush has talked about our staying in Iraq for 50 years,” “Maybe a hundred ... ... that’d be fine with me,” McCain responds You mean he didn't threaten to kill whitey? He just called them names? So? Obama calls his grandmother who raised him a typical white person. Then he goes to a "church" for 20 years where they go by the black liberation "theology" which, according to Cone, is all about destroying whites by any means at their disposal. Aristeieds you have no room to ever cry racist when you are supporting the biggest racist in this race.
God is always good!
Where's Sheets Byrd these days !? LOLOL
Aristeieds you have no room to ever cry racist when you are supporting the biggest racist in this race. A Jew calling the goyem worthless trash, what an incredible surprise!
A lot of white guys can relate to that.
Be happy, go lucky, go Lucky Strike today!
In so many words that is what Obama called the white trash of Pa. We did read it and understood.
Gaaaaaa!
Really???
Thanks for the warning, Hussein.
Law Enforcement Against Prohibition "Corporation: An entity created for the legal protection of its human parasites, whose sole purpose is profit and self-perpetuation." © IndieTx Of "White Niggers" Fame: Isn't that quote stunning? It's good to know his principles are stiff as a breeze. "These are my principles. If you do not like them, I have others." -- Groucho Marx
Thanks for the warning, Hussein. You have to admit the Establishment has outdone themselves this time...
Hating whitey is popular! /s
What did Whitey ever do to them? Aww.. he's a cutiepie. See how they make the white part lay in the dirt? ;)
Well, not me. Jus' sayin'.
Be happy, go lucky, go Lucky Strike today!
Well, I've never heard that before, so I'm curious.
This portion of the claim has been challenged and the cropped version at youtube is no longer available to the general public. The original video from "The War Room" is available and I provide that below. I am unsure what is said. The part about "those people are shit" is clearly said on the video. Comments invited as to what people hear. Clinton Adviser Claims Indiana Slur Video Is Conspiracy Sam Stein A former aide to President Bill Clinton, and current informal adviser to Sen. Hillary Clinton, expressed outrage and shock on Friday after a videotape from 1992 surfaced allegedly showing him describing Indianans as "white n---rs." Mickey Kantor, who served as campaign chairman during Clinton's 1992 run for the White House and says he has offered help and advice to Sen. Clinton, insisted that the tape was a fraud and that he was exploring legal steps against the individual who posted it online. "I've never used that word in my entire life, ever, under any circumstance, ever," an angry Kantor told The Huffington Post, citing his and his parent's work fighting for civil rights. "I have listened to [the video] and so have you. You can't tell what it is I'm saying in that second sentence, you can't decipher that." Indeed, a review of the original copy of the 1993 film The War Room, from which the excerpt was taken (around the 4:40 mark) is virtually inaudible. The sound suggests, if anything, that instead of saying "How would you like to be a worthless white n****r?" Kantor says, "How would you like to be in the White House right now?" [nc - sounds like "How would you like to be [inaudible] in Indiana this morning." What does anyone else hear???] [nc - questioned comment at about 4:40 mark of THIS video] The director of the film, moreover, says that Kantor never uttered those words. "He does not say that. He does not say that," D.A. Pennebaker told Ben Smith. The cropped video, which spread through the Internet like wildfire on Friday morning, shows Kantor with fellow former Bill Clinton staffers James Carville and George Stephanopoulos discussing results from the general election. In the footage, Kantor approaches the two aides and says, "Look at Indiana -- wait, wait, look at Indiana. 42-40. It doesn't matter if we win, those people are shit." That much seems true, though Pennebaker says Kantor was referring to the George H.W. Bush White House. The rest can be viewed below: [nc - CROPPED video no longer avail at youtube to general public - private only] Kantor, on Friday, insisted that the latter part of his statement never took place and that it made no sense for him to use such language. "Indiana was not even on our radar screen," he said, "And I was talking about the polling and not the people... If you look at The War Room, this is not the way Carville or George interpreted my statement. This is frankly libelous." Kantor said he was in the process of contacting "the best" libel lawyers to approach YouTube.com about the process of removing the video from its site. He suggested that The Huffington Post, too, should not print even his defense, as it would be an advancement of a non-story. "I don't need to be defended," he wrote. "When you write it, what you are doing is extended the libel." While Kantor said he had no idea who was behind the video or what intent he or she might have, he offered that political motives were at play. "Many people are subject to this kind of being used in a way to try and stir people up," he said. "I can't say it more clearly, but I had never used that word... My parents would come from the grave and kill me if I used that word." More in Politics...
The actual quote from the book is from page 261 and is as follows:
Context is everything, but it really changes nothing in this case. If the right lessons were learned from WW2, then I'd expect Obama to have more to say about current day roundups, camps, and constitutional abuses. Immigration still has a dark underbelly, and that he can not or will not address what lies beneath it now, confirms his place ensuring the status quo, IMO. He is no honest broker, but merely a politician.
“Lolo [Obama's step father] followed a brand of Islam.... I looked to Lolo for guidance.” Barack Hussein Obama, “The Audacity of Hope” (emp. added) . I find the relevant passage in Dreams from My Father. The first sentence comes from a paragraph which begins on page 36. The second sentence comes three paragraphs later on page 38 and is unrelated to the first sentence. From Dreams from My Father, Three Rivers Press, New York, Revised Edition, 2004, ISBN 1-4000-8277-3, p. 36-38 I thought that had ended the matter. But when he came home from work the next day, he had with him two pairs of boxing gloves. They smelled of new leather, the larger pair black, the smaller pair red, the laces tied together and thrown over his shoulder. He now finished tying the laces on my gloves an d stepped back to examine his handiwork. My hands dangled at my sides like bulbs at the ends of thin stalks. He shook his head and raised the gloves to cover my face. "There. Keep your hands up." He adjusted my elbows, then crouched into a stance and started to bob. "You want to keep moving, but always stay low—don't give them a target. How does that feel?" I nodded, copying his movements as best I could. After a few minutes, he stopped and held his palm up in front of my nose. "Okay," he said. "Let's see your swing." This I could do. I took a step back, wound up, and delivered my best shot. His hand barely wobbled. "Not bad," Lolo said. He nodded to himself, his expression unchanged. "Not bad at all. Agh, but look where your hands are now. What did I tell you? Get them up...." I raised my arms, throwing soft jabs at Lolo's palm, glancing up at him every so often and realizing how familiar his face had become after our two years together, as familiar as the earth on which we stood. It had taken me less than six months to learn Indonesia's language, its customs, and its legends. I had survived chicken pox, measles, and the sting of my teachers' bamboo switches. The children of farmers, servants, and low-level bureaucrats had become my best friends, and together we ran the streets morning and night, hustling odd jobs, catching crickets, battling swift kites with razor-sharp lines—the loser watched his kite soar off with the wind, and knew [36] ----- that somewhere other children had formed a long wobbly train, their heads toward the sky, waiting for their prize to land. With Lolo, I learned how to eat small green chill peppers raw with dinner (plenty of rice), and, away from the dinner table, I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy). Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths. He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share. That's how things were, one long adventure, the bounty of a young boy's life. In letters to my grandparents, I would faithfully record many of these events, confident that more civilizing packages of chocolate and peanut butter would surely follow. But not everything made its way into my letters; some things I found too difficult to explain. I didn't tell Toot and Gramps about the face of the man who had come to our door one day with a gaping hole where his nose should have been: the whistling sound he made as he asked my mother for food. Nor did I mention the time that one of my friends told me in the middle of recess that his baby brother had died the night before of an evil spirit brought in by the wind—the terror that danced in my friend's eyes for the briefest of moments before he let out a strange laugh and punched my arm and broke off into a breathless run. There was the empty look on the faces of farmers the year the rains never came, the stoop in their shoulders as they wandered barefoot through their barren, cracked fields, bending over every so often to crumble earth between their fingers; and their desperation the following year when the rains lasted for over a month, swelling the river and fields until the streets gushed with water and swept as high as my waist and families scrambled to rescue their goats and their hens even as chunks of their huts washed away. The world was violent, I was learning, unpredictable and often [37] ----- cruel. My grandparents knew nothing about such a world, I decided; there was no point in disturbing them with questions they couldn't answer. Sometimes, when my mother came home from work, I would tell her the things I had seen or heard, and she would stroke my forehead, listening intently, trying her best to explain what she could. I always appreciated the attention—her voice, the touch of her hand, defined all that was secure. But her knowledge of floods and exorcisms and cockfights left much to be desired. Everything was as new to her as it was to me, and I would leave such conversations feeling that my questions had only given her unnecessary cause for concern. So it was to Lolo that I turned for guidance and instruction. He didn't talk much, but he was easy to be with. With his family and friends he introduced me as his son, but he never pressed things beyond matter-of-fact advice or pretended that our relationship was more than it was. I appreciated this distance; it implied a manly trust. And his knowledge of the world seemed inexhaustible. Not just how to change a flat tire or open in chess. He knew more elusive things, ways of managing the emotions I felt, ways to explain fate's constant mysteries. Like how to deal with beggars. They seemed to be everywhere, a gallery of ills—men, women, children, in tattered clothing matted with dirt, some without arms, others without feet, victims of scurvy or polio or leprosy walking on their hands or rolling down the crowded sidewalks in jerry-built carts, their legs twisted behind them like contortionists'. At first, I watched my mother give over her money to anyone who stopped at our door or stretched out an arm as we passed on the streets. Later, when it became clear that the tide of pain was endless, she gave more selectively, learning to calibrate the levels of misery. Lolo thought her moral calculations endearing but silly, and whenever he caught me following her example with the few coins in my possession, he would raise his eyebrows and take me aside. "How much money do you have?" he would ask. [38] -----
“The person who made me proudest of all, though, was [half brother] Roy .. He converted to Islam.” Barack Hussein Obama, “Dreams From My Father” (emp. added) . He was not proud of his half-brother converting to Islam. He was proud of him cleaning up his lifestyle, shedding his hard-drinking ways. As Obama put it, the "new lifestyle has left him lean and clear-eyed." And, they "can disagree without rancor." The Chicago Sun-Times covered it with the correct context on 9/7/2007 as quoted below. This is another turd extracted from the toilet of some sick mind. From Dreams from My Father, Three Rivers Press, New York, Revised Edition, 2004, ISBN 1-4000-8277-3, p. 441-2. Abongo's new lifestyle has left him lean and clear-eyed, and at the wedding, he looked so dignified in his black African gown with white trim and matching cap that some of our guests mistook him for my father. He was certainly the older brother that day, talking me through prenuptial jitters, patiently telling me for the fifth and sixth time that yes, he still had the ring, nudging me out the door with the observation that if I spent any more time in front of the mirror it wouldn't matter how I looked because we were sure to be late. Not that the changes in him are without tension. He's prone to make lengthy pronouncements on the need for the black man to liberate himself from the poisoning influences of European culture, and scolds Auma for what he calls her European ways. The words he speaks are not fully his own, and in his transition he can sometimes sound stilted and dogmatic. But the magic of his laughter remains, and we can disagree without rancor. His conversion has given him solid ground to stand on, a pride in his place in the world. From that [441] ----- base I see his confidence building; he begins to venture out and ask harder questions; he starts to slough off the formulas and slogans and decides what works best for him. He can't help himself in this process, for his heart is too generous and full of good humor, his attitude toward people too gentle and forgiving, to find simple solutions to the puzzle of being a black man. Toward the end of the wedding, I watched him grinning widely for the video camera, his long arms draped over the shoulders of my mother and Toot, whose heads barely reached the height of his chest. "Eh, brother," he said to me as I walked up to the three of them. "It looks like I have two new mothers now." Toot patted him on the back. "And we have a new son," she said, although when she tried to say "Abongo" her Kansas tongue mangled it hopelessly. My mother's chin started to tremble again, and Abongo lifted up his glass of fruit punch for a toast. "To those who are not here with us," he said. "And to a happy ending," I said. We dribbled our drinks onto the checkered-tile floor. And for that moment, at least, I felt like the luckiest man alive. [442] [End of Book] ABONGO (ROY) OBAMA September 9, 2007 BY SCOTT FORNEK The way Barack Obama describes his oldest half-brother in his book, Abongo (Roy) Obama inherited their father's hard-drinking ways but straightened his life out by embracing Islam and his African heritage. Abongo Obama began using his Luo tribal first name and had sworn off pork, smoking and drinking by the time of his younger brother's 1992 wedding. "Abongo's new lifestyle has left him lean and clear-eyed, and at the wedding, he looked so dignified in his black African gown with white trim and matching cap that some of our guests mistook him for my father," Obama wrote in Dreams From My Father. An accountant, Abongo Obama also argued that the black man must "liberate himself from the poisoning influences of European culture," Obama wrote. "But the magic of his laughter remains, and we can disagree without rancor."
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"I'd like to live just long enough to be there when they cut off your head and stick it on a pike as a warning to the next ten generations that some favors come with too high a price." Vir Cotto, Babylon 5
#2. To: all, *Obama Reality Check* (#0)
The video surfaces as guilty-by-association politics is doing it's best to crumble the Obama campaign.
#3. To: aristeides (#0)
In the footage, which must be around 16 years old, Kantor assures his colleagues that a win or loss in the state of Indiana doesn't matter because "those people are shit."
Hillary: "I want the Iranians to know that if I'm the president, we will attack Iran in the next 10 years, during which they might foolishly consider launching an attack on Israel, we would be able to totally obliterate them."
#4. To: aristeides, *Racist 2008* (#0)
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#5. To: aristeides, Peppa (#0)
#6. To: RickyJ, aristeides (#4)
You mean he didn't threaten to kill whitey? He just called them names? So? Obama calls his grandmaother who raised him a typical white person. Then he goes to a "church" for 20 years where they go by the black liberation "theology" which, according to Cone, is all about destroying whites by any means at their disposal.
#7. To: aristeides (#1)
Kantor […] then lowers his voice and asks, "how would you like to be a worthless, white n*gger?"
#8. To: Peppa (#2)
“I FOUND A SOLACE IN NURSING A PERVASIVE SENSE OF GRIEVANCE AND ANIMOSITY AGAINST MY MOTHER'S RACE.”
#9. To: karelian (#7)
#10. To: FOH (#5)
Where's Sheets Byrd these days !? LOLOL
#11. To: Tauzero (#8)
“I FOUND A SOLACE IN NURSING A PERVASIVE SENSE OF GRIEVANCE AND ANIMOSITY AGAINST MY MOTHER'S RACE.” A lot of white guys can relate to that.
#12. To: Peppa (#2)
I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.” Barack Hussein Obama,
"There is no 'legitimate' Corporation by virtue of it's very legal definition and purpose."
-- IndieTx
#13. To: Peppa (#10)
#14. To: IndieTX (#12)
I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.” Barack Hussein Obama, Thanks for the warning, Hussein.
#15. To: IndieTX (#12)
I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.” Barack Hussein Obama,
#16. To: FOH (#13)
Of "White Niggers" Fame:
#17. To: Peppa (#16)
Hating whitey is popular!
#18. To: FOH (#17)
#19. To: Peppa (#11)
#20. To: Tauzero (#19)
Well, not me. Jus' sayin'.
#21. To: aristeides, all (#0)
Kantor, flanked by strategist James Carville and advisor George Stephanopoulos, then lowers his voice and asks, "how would you like to be a worthless, white n*gger?"
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/05/02/clinton-adviser-claims-in_n_99810.html
Hiffington Post
May 2, 2008 11:32 AM
#22. To: Peppa, aristeides, IndieTX (#2)
“I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.” Barack Hussein Obama, “The Audacity of Hope” (emp. added) .
righttruth.typepad.com/ri...8/02/i-will-stand-wi.html
"Of course, not all my conversations in immigrant communities follow this easy pattern. In the wake of 9/11, my meetings with Arab and Pakistani Americans, for example, have a more urgent quality, for the stories of detentions and FBI questioning and hard stares from neighbors have shaken their sense of security and belonging. They have been reminded that the history of immigration in this country has a dark underbelly; they need specific reassurances that their citizenship really means something, that America has learned the right lessons from the Japanese internments during World War II, and that I will stand with them should the political winds shift in an ugly direction."In the wake of 9/11, my meetings with Arab and Pakistani Americans, for example, have a more urgent quality, for the stories of detentions and FBI questioning and hard stares from neighbors have shaken their sense of security and belonging. They have been reminded that the history of immigration in this country has a dark underbelly; they need specific reassurances that their citizenship really means something, that America has learned the right lessons from the Japanese internments during World War II, and that I will stand with them should the political winds shift in an ugly direction."
#23. To: nolu_chan (#22)
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#24. To: Peppa (#2)
Lolo had parted my hair with his fingers and silently examined the wound. "It's not bleeding," he said finally, before returning to his chrome.
#25. To: Peppa (#2)
The person who made me proudest of all, though, was Roy. Actually, now we call him Abongo, his Luo name, for two years ago he decided to reassert his African heritage. He converted to Islam, and has sworn off pork and tobacco and alcohol. He still works at his accounting firm, but talks about moving back to Kenya once he has enough money. In fact, when we saw each other in Home Squared, he was busy building a hut for himself and his mother, away from our grandfather's compound, in accordance with Luo tradition. He told me then that he had moved forward with his import business and hoped it would soon pay enough to employ Bernard and Abo full-time. And when we went together to stand by the Old Man's grave, I noticed there was finally a plaque where the bare cement had been.
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'Certainly the older brother'
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#26. To: aristeides (#0)
Kantor, flanked by strategist James Carville and advisor George Stephanopoulos, then lowers his voice and asks, "how would you like to be a worthless, white n*gger?"
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