“They talk about me like a dog,” Obama said of his political opponents. “That’s not in my prepared remarks, but it’s true.Now, in the wake of much snickering about Mitt Romney's, ahem, unorthodox choice of dog transport, we are reminded of the following autobiographical detail:
Can you name the author of this quote?
“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.”
Yep, that’s Barack Obama, writing about his childhood with his stepfather Lolo Soetoro in Indonesia, from Chapter Two of his bestseller Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance.
Should we care about any of this? I don't. Although if Lolo Soetero's theory was correct, I have to assume that everyone in Washington is eating weasel meat these days.