[On Obama]

I haven’t slept well since January, when I first saw him, instantaneously recognized Evil, and loathed him– ll in a nanosecond. When I say “loathed,” I mean, “Me mongoose, him cobra.” Very primal, instinctual stuff. Indeed, I’ve shown elsewhere that “Obama” is an anagram for “Mabus,” Nostradamus’ name for the third anti-Christ, whose profile in Revelation he fits.

BUT, neither he, his vicious wife, nor his puppet masters have come all this way for him to stop when he’s standing on the threshold of the White House.