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Stranger Than Fiction

by baldilocks

Please for­give the many “I, me” and “my” ref­er­ences in this post. Read­ers will under­stand the apol­ogy as they get clued in to the subject.

Assum­ing that most of Peter’s read­ers have never heard of me, let me tell you all a bit about myself. I have been blog­ging under the nom de guerre baldilocks for just a bit over ten years. The main topic has been con­ser­v­a­tive pol­i­tics, but I will talk about most any­thing that strikes my fancy or torques me off…or at least I used to. Haven’t felt so much like blog­ging since Novem­ber 2008.

I am an Air Force retiree and, most recently, a nov­el­ist. Until the end of last year, my pri­mary con­cern was the well-​being of my great-​aunt. She passed away in Decem­ber of 2012 at age 91. A good, long life.

But there are some other things about me that read­ers may find…interesting.

  • I was born in August of 1961.
  • My bio­log­i­cal father is Kenyan and of the Luo tribe; my mother is American.
  • My par­ents met when both were attend­ing the same Amer­i­can college.
  • My par­ents divorced when I was very young;afterward, my father returned to Kenya.
  • For half of my child­hood, I was raised by older rel­a­tives of my mother.
  • My mother suf­fered from ovar­ian cancer.
  • My mater­nal grand­mother died in 2008.
  • One of my half-​sisters is nine years younger than I am. She is mar­ried to a man of a dif­fer­ent race than she.
  • I am left-​handed.

Some of these things may seem famil­iar, if innocu­ous. But one thing is cer­tain: all of these things are also part of the biog­ra­phy of a man named Barack Hus­sein Obama. And some of the dis­sim­i­lar­i­ties have symmetry.

  • I am a woman.
  • I am a conservative.
  • Both of his par­ents and his step-​father are dead. Both of my par­ents and my step-​father are liv­ing. (My father, Philip Ochieng, appeared in the doc­u­men­tary, 2016: Obama’s Amer­ica, and was a friend of Barack Obama, Sr.)
  • I was raised by my great-​aunt and great-​uncle in the first half of my child­hood. Pres­i­dent Obama was raised by his grand­par­ents in the last half of his minor years.

Since Barack Obama came on the scene almost ten years ago, I have lived in a low-​level state of aston­ish­ment and I’m not even talk­ing about the type of pres­i­dent he has turned out to be. (That was pre­dictable to any­one who was pay­ing atten­tion.) I’m talk­ing about the per­sonal facts of both our lives.

Con­sid­er­ing his char­ac­ter, the notion that he absconded with my iden­tity has come up in my mind a time or two, but there are things that could not be faked – like the mal­ady that beset both of our moth­ers. My mother was diag­nosed sev­eral year after his was.

And, in the years since Pres­i­dent Obama was elected, I seen all man­ner of crazy notions pop up about the Luo tribe.

  • That the tribe is mostly Arab. (One look at any of us dis­putes this. The name ‘Obama’ is Luo, not Ara­bic. Fun fact: in Dholuo, ‘Obama’ means ‘bent’ or ‘crooked.’)
  • That the tribe is mostly Mus­lim. (The Luo are 90% Chris­t­ian – includ­ing me. Most Kenyan Luo are Angli­can or Sev­enth Day Adventist.)
  • That the tribe is a “com­mu­nist tribe.” (That asser­tion seemed weird, until I remem­bered that most of the Africans who were edu­cated in West­ern coun­tries in the six­ties – like Barack Obama, Sr. and Philip Ochieng – were spon­sored and well-​indoctrinated by the Orga­nized Left. My now very con­ser­v­a­tive mom says that com­mu­nists were every­where when my father was court­ing her.)

And here’s one really crazy notion that the ascent of Barack Hus­sein Obama has put in motion: that most black Amer­i­can Chris­tians are adher­ents to the I–deol­ogy known as Black Lib­er­a­tion The­ol­ogy. In real­ity, the only black Amer­i­can Chris­tians who are even famil­iar with the tenets of that abom­i­na­tion are the minor­ity who are Catholic. Noth­ing against our Catholic friends, but it is in that denom­i­na­tion where (insert eth­nic group here) lib­er­a­tion the­olo­gies have mostly taken root, the fact that Pres­i­dent Obama’s old “church” is “Protes­tant” notwithstanding.

But I digress.

What does hav­ing a cos­mic twin who hap­pens to be the Pres­i­dent of the United States and who hap­pens to be sys­tem­at­i­cally destroy­ing that same person’s coun­try do for one’s psy­che? It brings humil­ity and, iron­i­cally, it also shows that there is a God and that He does have a “wicked” sense of humor. Joke’s on me…and, as it appears, the rest of us.

Here’s the impor­tant ques­tion: which one of us is the Bearded Spock?

I guess that depends on whom you asked. If you were to ask Pres­i­dent Obama, he’d get the fic­tional char­ac­ter con­fused with the real-​life Dr. Spock. And then, you would have your answer.

Juli­ette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was pub­lished in 2009; the sec­ond edi­tion in 2012.

Update: (DaT­e­chGuy) I’m a lit­tle less shy than Juli­ette about push­ing the book

by baldilocks

Please forgive the many “I, me” and “my” references in this post. Readers will understand the apology as they get clued in to the subject.

Assuming that most of Peter’s readers have never heard of me, let me tell you all a bit about myself. I have been blogging under the nom de guerre baldilocks for just a bit over ten years. The main topic has been conservative politics, but I will talk about most anything that strikes my fancy or torques me off…or at least I used to. Haven’t felt so much like blogging since November 2008.

I am an Air Force retiree and, most recently, a novelist. Until the end of last year, my primary concern was the well-being of my great-aunt. She passed away in December of 2012 at age 91. A good, long life.

But there are some other things about me that readers may find…interesting.

  • I was born in August of 1961.
  • My biological father is Kenyan and of the Luo tribe; my mother is American.
  • My parents met when both were attending the same American college.
  • My parents divorced when I was very young;afterward, my father returned to Kenya.
  • For half of my childhood, I was raised by older relatives of my mother.
  • My mother suffered from ovarian cancer.
  • My maternal grandmother died in 2008.
  • One of my half-sisters is nine years younger than I am. She is married to a man of a different race than she.
  • I am left-handed.

Some of these things may seem familiar, if innocuous. But one thing is certain: all of these things are also part of the biography of a man named Barack Hussein Obama. And some of the dissimilarities have symmetry.

  • I am a woman.
  • I am a conservative.
  • Both of his parents and his step-father are dead. Both of my parents and my step-father are living. (My father, Philip Ochieng, appeared in the documentary, 2016: Obama’s America, and was a friend of Barack Obama, Sr.)
  • I was raised by my great-aunt and great-uncle in the first half of my childhood. President Obama was raised by his grandparents in the last half of his minor years.

Since Barack Obama came on the scene almost ten years ago, I have lived in a low-level state of astonishment and I’m not even talking about the type of president he has turned out to be. (That was predictable to anyone who was paying attention.) I’m talking about the personal facts of both our lives.

Considering his character, the notion that he absconded with my identity has come up in my mind a time or two, but there are things that could not be faked–like the malady that beset both of our mothers. My mother was diagnosed several year after his was.

And, in the years since President Obama was elected, I seen all manner of crazy notions pop up about the Luo tribe.

  • That the tribe is mostly Arab. (One look at any of us disputes this. The name ‘Obama’ is Luo, not Arabic. Fun fact: in Dholuo, ‘Obama’ means ‘bent’ or ‘crooked.’)
  • That the tribe is mostly Muslim. (The Luo are 90% Christian–including me. Most Kenyan Luo are Anglican or Seventh Day Adventist.)
  • That the tribe is a “communist tribe.” (That assertion seemed weird, until I remembered that most of the Africans who were educated in Western countries in the sixties–like Barack Obama, Sr. and Philip Ochieng–were sponsored and well-indoctrinated by the Organized Left. My now very conservative mom says that communists were everywhere when my father was courting her.)

And here’s one really crazy notion that the ascent of Barack Hussein Obama has put in motion: that most black American Christians are adherents to the I-deology known as Black Liberation Theology. In reality, the only black American Christians who are even familiar with the tenets of that abomination are the minority who are Catholic. Nothing against our Catholic friends, but it is in that denomination where (insert ethnic group here) liberation theologies have mostly taken root, the fact that President Obama’s old “church” is “Protestant” notwithstanding.

But I digress.

What does having a cosmic twin who happens to be the President of the United States and who happens to be systematically destroying that same person’s country do for one’s psyche? It brings humility and, ironically, it also shows that there is a God and that He does have a “wicked” sense of humor. Joke’s on me…and, as it appears, the rest of us.

Here’s the important question: which one of us is the Bearded Spock?

I guess that depends on whom you asked. If you were to ask President Obama, he’d get the fictional character confused with the real-life Dr. Spock. And then, you would have your answer.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012.

Update: (DaTechGuy) I’m a little less shy than Juliette about pushing the book