This makes me really, really uncomfortable. It just does. A lot of people are having fun with it and joking about it, but I don’t know. It just makes me uncomfortable. You’ve probably heard the outrage, the Romneys putting their dog on the roof of their car in an enclosed kennel back in 1983 and heading down the highway, which apparently is a fact so horrible, the Democrats have created a website and a fundraising organization around this. Meanwhile, the Obamas are showing their love for dogs. Their dog’s name is Bo. Did you know that, Snerdley? Dog’s name is Bo. And they’re using that dog as a prop in all kinds of fundraising drives. But what I stumbled across, and I’m sure you all have heard about it by now, but maybe you haven’t. We have discovered that Obama mentions eating dog in his first autobiography. Did you know this? Yeah, we’ve got Obama narrating his book, Dreams from My Father. This is the audio from 2005.
OBAMA: With Lolo, I’d learned how to eat small green chili 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.