Frank Marshall Davis was the real father of President Barack H. Obama.

President Frank Marshall Davis Obama!!

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Nobody can choose their parents in advance but everybody can be born again by trusting the Messiah, Joshua of Nazareth.
Obama cannot change the fact that he is illegitimate, but it is not too late for him to forsake his sins and become an HONEST man and a Christian.

Frank Marshall Davis (1905-1987).

Frank Marshall Davis was the real father of President Barack H. Obama. Mr. Davis was born in Kansas and was assigned to the Pacific island paradise of Hawaii in 1948.

President Barack H. Obama.

Obama admits in his autobiography entitled Dreams from My Father that his grandfather on his mother's side, Stanley Dunham, was a close friend of father Frank.

Frank and Stanley played cards together and they would often drag young Obama with them to the red light district:

There was one exception, a poet named Frank who lived in a dilapidated house in a run-down section of Waikiki. He had enjoyed some modest notoriety once, was a contemporary of Richard Wright and Langston Hughes during his years in Chicago—Gramps once showed me some of his work anthologized in a book of black poetry. But by the time I met Frank he must have been pushing eighty, with a big, dewlapped face and an ill-kempt gray Afro that made him look like an old, shaggy-maned lion. He would read us his poetry whenever we stopped by his house, sharing whiskey with Gramps out of an emptied jelly jar. As the night wore on, the two of them would solicit my help in composing dirty limericks. Eventually the conversation would turn to laments about women. (Obama, Dreams from My Father, pp. 76-77).

This was not the kind of training to prepare a person for the Presidency of the United States.

Memoirs of Frank Marshall Davis.

The memoirs of Frank Marshall Davis entitled Livin' the Blues were published in 1992—5 years after the death of Mr. Davis in Hawaii.

Frank Marshall Davis in 1974.

Frank Marshall Davis was born on December 31, 1905, in Arkansas City, Kansas. His father left soon after his birth and his mother also left him and moved to California 2 years later....He was raised by his great-grandmother, Mrs. Amanda Porter. Here is a quote from the autobiography of Mr. Davis entitled: Livin' the Blues:

My old man, Sam Davis floated into town from some place in the state of Arkansas. An itinerant barber and musician (he blew baritone horn, undoubtedly with a heavy seasoning of the blues), he met and married my mother, fathered me, hung around long enough to see what he and God had wrought, then drifted on. They were divorced before I was a year old, and I've never heard of him since. For all I know, the old boy played similar gigs in several towns, and I may be related to a lot of other people never heard of.
I was Mother's first and last child. Possibly I discouraged her, for when I was two she left with a white family for California to work as their maid for a couple of years. Since Aunt Hattie had already split the ho-hum prairie scene for Kansas City where there was more action, that left my care and feeding to Mrs. Amanda Porter, my great-grandmother.(Davis, Livin' the Blues, p. 7).

Obviously a very troubled childhood but many people have similar backgrounds and don't turn into spies.

Frank Marshall Davis at 9 years old.

Obama's father graduated from Arkansas City high school in 1923. Upon graduation, he attended Friends University in Wichita, Kansas and then attended Kansas State University in Manhattan, Kansas.

High school graduation photo.

Journalist is always a perfect cover for a spy.

Frank Marshall Davis became a newspaper reporter in Chicago

Frank Marshall Davis moved to Chicago in 1927. Only 2 years later the Great Depression would begin and the only sure way of a regular salary was to work for the government.

According to his autobiography, he underwent severe financial struggles during this time but somehow managed to survive.

Frank Marshall Davis as a newspaper editor.

Obama's father was a talented writer, newspaper editor, and poet. Newspaper reporter is often a cover for a spy. He also ran a nude photography studio which welcomed blacks and whites!!

Frank Marshall Davis married 23 year old Helen Canfield (1923-1998) in 1946, the year before the happy couple moved to Hawaii. She was a buxom blonde model that he met in his photography studio. Her wealthy parents disapproved of the match so this meant that she was cut out of their will.

Frank and Helen Canfield Davis.

In 1946, Obama's father married 23 year old Helen Canfield in Chicago. The Davis' had 5 known children, all of them born after his assignment to Hawaii. The couple divorced in 1970, and Helen died in 1998.

Frank and Helen with their first child, Lynn, in Honolulu.

Sometime between 1927 and 1948, Frank Marshall Davis was recruited as a special agent or informer for the FBI—Federal Bureau of Inquisition....As a newspaperman, Davis had the perfect opportunity to know what was happening in Chicago. As a left wing or "Communist" sympathizer, no one would suspect him of association with the ultra right wing FBI.

As an additional cover-up, the FBI was extremely segregated and did not publicly admit black agents until the administration of President Kennedy.

Aloha—assignment Paradise!!

Imagine leaving the horrible Chicago winters and being assigned to Hawaii....There are areas in the United States where the climate is similar to Hawaii—but the Windy City in winter is definitely NOT one of them.

During the Chicago winter of 1948, our LUCKY couple decided to pack up and move to Paradise—Hawaii in the Pacific Ocean:

During the summer of 1948, Helen read an article in a woman's magazine describing how it was to live in Hawaii. She put it down, turned to me, and wondered wistfully if Hawaii was as wonderful as it seemed. I suggested we investigate. We decided to go there in December and stay two or three months, long enough to miss the worst of another Chicago winter; if we liked it, we would live there permanently. Meanwhile in the next few months I tried to learn all I could about Paradise through the Hawaii Visitors Bureau, Hawaiian magazines, Honolulu newspapers, and the National Geographic. When I learned the islands were free of snakes, I was automatically sold. Carefully, we packed our most prized possessions, our record collection, in cartons and stored them. (Davis, Livin' the Blues, p. 311).

That was the explanation for the move to Hawaii according to Mr. Davis....The real TRUTH is that he was a secret FBI agent and was assigned to Hawaii.

Bitter cold Chicago winter.

As a SPECIAL AGENT for the FBI—Federal Bureau of Inquisition—Mr. Davis was assigned to the Pacific paradise of Hawaii.

After his transfer to Hawaii, Mr. Davis wrote a weekly column, styled “Frank-ly Speaking,” for the Honolulu Record, a labor paper published by the International Longshore and Warehouse Union (ILWU), headed by Harry Bridges.
Davis also operated a small wholesale paper business, Oahu Papers, which mysteriously burned to the ground in March 1951. In 1959, he started another similar firm, the Paradise Paper Company.
Davis let the cat out of the bag when he said that people suspected him of being an FBI agent in disguise:

I first drew FBI attention when I joined with others in speaking my mind back in 1937 when the League of American Writers published the booklet, Writers Take Sides. Undoubtedly, a huge dossier was compiled on me because of my activities during World War II. When I left Chicago for Hawaii in 1948, I am confident this dossier arrived as soon as I did. Undoubtedly Honolulu agents were told to watch my every move. Usually those wanting telephones installed waited months for service and then could get only party lines. Invariably Ireceived a private line a day or two after application, which permitted the FBI to monitor all my calls more easily. When they could find no evidence I was plotting to overthrow the government by force and violence, the Hoover Gestapo turned to other tactics. Friends told me FBI agents had approached them asking if they knew whether I was "peddling dope" and if I were a brother of Ben Davis, Jr. To underline the absurdity of it all, some of those later accused as Communists suspected I was "an FBI plant" trying to get the goods on them. (Davis, Livin' the Blues, pp. 325-326).

FBI agent is just a polite way of saying spy!

Frank Marshall Davis lived near the University of Hawaii!!

After fathering 5 children, Mr. Davis divorced his wife, Helen, in 1970. He never remarried and lived just across from the University of Hawaii:

In June 1969, I began living in a section of Waikiki known as the Jungle. Surrounded by big, pretentious tourist trap hotels, this area consisted of one- and two-story studio cottages, small hotels, and old homes converted into rooming houses and apartments. My quarters were a little studio facing a narrow, one-way street. My tiny porch with three stone steps was only two feet from the sidewalk, thus permitting me to hold conversations with pedestrians-and occasionally motorists-on both sides of the thoroughfare.
My neighbors were young men and women mainly from the mainland between eighteen and twenty-five years old, here on vacation or to attend the University of Hawaii. For the most part, they were from California, with a few from as far away as Maine and Florida. In addition there were others from South America, Europe, Asia, Africa, Australia, Canada, the Caribbean, Samoa, Tonga, and the other islands of the South Pacific. Hippies were still numerous, but the majority I thought of as members of the Now Generation. My relationships and experiences were so interesting and fantastic I detailed them, along with my three trips to the mainland in 1973 and 1974 to read my poetry, in a separate tome entitled "That Incredible Waikiki Jungle."
What immediately impressed me about these young Americans, by far the numerical majority and most of them meeting for the first time in Hawaii, was their warm camaraderie and my ability to communicate on their own terms with no hint of a generation gap. Virtually all the young brothers consorted with ofay chicks (at least 80 percent of them longhaired blondes), and the sisters were affiliated with white boys. Occasionally a brother, a honky lad, and two white girls rented quarters together. Young blacks in bountiful Afros and wearing dashikis crashed in pads rented by ofays they never knew before; occasionally I permitted young white girls to sleep overnight on my floor. I saw no signs of racial hangups; these were all members of the Now Generation associating with whom they liked and color be damned. (Davis, Livin' the Blues, pp. 327-328).

It was during one such free love affair that University of Hawaii student Ann Dunham became pregnant by Davis.

Ann Dunham (1942-1995).

Ann Dunham graduated from Mercer Island High School in Washington State, in 1960. Her family moved to Hawaii that same year where she attended the University of Hawaii.

Ann Dunham and baby Obama.

It was there that she had an affair with Davis and the result was baby Obama!!
Ann Dunham later became an operative with the Rockefeller controlled Ford Foundation.

Ann Dunham was also known for her later work as an anthropologist and social activist for Ford Foundation counter-insurgency projects in Indonesia under the reactionary Suharto regime. Chipman notes, 'Terance Bigalke, who worked with Dunham at the Ford Foundation in Jakarta, says she also fostered social activism in her children through her work on behalf of the world's poor. "She had such a strong concern for people who were in difficult circumstances economically," says Bigalke. That concern led her to study the underground economy of Jakarta street vendors. Ann Dunham's interest in anthropology had begun in Indonesia, Chipman found. Her first months in Indonesia "sparked a lifelong passion that later led Dunham to return to Hawaii for graduate studies in anthropology and an 800-page Ph.D. thesis on Indonesian blacksmithing. Her interest in the local culture was aroused almost immediately, when she started teaching English to Indonesians." In effect, whatever her subjective intentions, Ann Dunham profiled the Indonesian population for the United States Agency for International Development (US AID), the Ford Foundation, the World Bank, all key institutions for dollar imperialism. (Tarpley, Barack H. Obama The Unauthorized Biography, p. 30).