OBAMA:My DAD IS REALLY MAD AT YOU!!

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Barack Obama was more than just a Senator from Illinois when he first introduced himself to my father,he was far much more than a candidate in the United States election and so much more than a black man making international news with his gospel of hope and good humanity.To my father, Barack Hussein Obama was an enigma, he was a man greater than the Pope,just short of Jesus Christ and worthy to be considered by my father as a Saint ,a friend and a peer.To be sure,5years ago there was no man in the Southern hemisphere with more love and adoration for Barack than my father.
He was to him a luminary,a visionary, a man to lead the world to greater unity and prosperity.A man who could finally end global warming,close the hole in the ozone layer and bring back the dodo from the dead!Yes,he was my fathers own CHUCK NORRIS!!...Seriously though,to my dad, Barack Obama was a man who could prove that hope,when constant in each other as human beings,could conquer all adversity,all poverty,all evil.

 I would watch my father as he watched Obama's speeches at 4 am (CAT) during the campaign period and would see my father smile,nod and shout 'yes we can' and finish some of Obama's statements with enthusiasim and rigour dead in the prime of the most ungodly hours.My mother joked that he appeared to be in love,for he would not go to bed in the early evening, rather he opted to watch 'Hardball' with Chris Mathews until the cows came home,studying Barack,taking him in breathing him absorbing him.And YES!!!My father WAS in #LOVE.He was madly in love with the skinny,eloquent black American 'boy' (as he called him) and simply could not get enough of him.The world seemed in love with Obama too,hence my fathers obsessive affection for Barack did not in the least seem unusual.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->

Sadly however,over the last couple of years I have seen that volcanic and passionate love my father once exuded and espoused for Obama,wither to smokeless ambers and ultimately  extinguish into nothingness...Then,I have seen its metamorphisis,first slowly ,hesitantly into indiferrence...and then contempt and then finally rise again with the same torrent and vehemence,but this time as hate.RAW.GENUINE.HATE.

 I really do not know how best to describe the feeling of utter disdain that I see in my fathers eyes now, everytime the name Obama is  mentioned.It is the look of total contempt.(Yet, perhaps with tinges of remorse and truckloads of embarassment at being taken for a ride.That feeling of rising bile you have when the horse you where backing loses or your favorite team slips up)

SO,what went wrong?That is what many would want to know......
.... I cannot pinpoint the exact day that the tide turned against Obama in my fathers eyes,but I am certain it was when his troops swarmed Afghanistan. There began a conflict in my fathers heart.It was a pull out from Iraq,only to redeploy to Afghanistan?That felt like a cheap trick to my father,a slap in the face,a betrayal.How could this man really be doing this to him?He said he would bring the troops home did he not?Now what kind of elevated nonsense was this?????Next came Guantanamo.Then Libya.And inbetween,broken promise after broken promise.

But the final straw was when my dad realised what Obama had done...or rather not done,what the so-called messiah had omitted,his most important duty,not one he had promised to fulfill,but one he was obliged to: *To change American Foreign Policy and Attitude Towards/On Africa*   -A FATHERS FAILIURE TO FEED HIS FAMILY IS A CARDINAL SIN IN AFRICA- and that is what Obama was supposed to be to my dad AND to most Africans-an African Father.But alas,He proved my dad wrong;let him down in the most devastating manner.By letting Africa starve,by ignoring Africa and then remembering it only to bomb it,he displayed he was no freind to Africa,definetly not a brotha or an Oga!And he was certainly no father for Africa.............:( :( :( :( :(:( :( :(

..........Indeed,my father does not like Barack Obama anymore.In his words,Obama is a ''deciever'', a ''snake in the grass'' a man who merely ''flattered to decieve'',a Romeo who wooed and seduced his Juliet,yet ultimately left before the baby was born...perhaps thats why we both now concur,that Romeo must indeed Die! (lol..whats a Batanai Tuwe article without an obvious pun)

So Obama. I wish you well.You will never find another supporter like my father...I guess we are the same you and I.We were both angels in my dads eyes once and he bent over time and again to defend us,yet we invariably screwed him in the behind...I, will ofcourse be forgiven brotha Barack,for I am An African.You on the other hand are condemned to an eternity of vitriol...You are dead in my fathers eyes.
RIP Barack.