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Obama doesn’t sound so bad in his Dreams from My Father:

To avoid being mistaken for a sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets. We smoked cigarettes and wore leather jackets. At night, in the dorms, we discussed neocolonialism, Franz Fanon, Eurocentrism, and patriarchy. When we ground out our cigarettes in the hallway carpet or set our stereos so loud that the walls began to shake, we were resisting bourgeois society’s stifling constraints. We weren’t indifferent or careless or insecure. We were alienated.

And now he makes about a million dollars a year - about half of which comes from sales of his two books. His family’s gross income was $3.9 million from 2000 to 2006.

Meanwhile, Clinton made 28 times what Obama did, with income totaling more than $100 million in the same period.