SubscribeWSJ Uncovers Chinese Money Funnel To DNC
From the Wall Street Journal:
Big Source of Clinton’s Cash Is an Unlikely Address
Family’s Donations Closely Track Those Of Top Fund-Raiser
By BRODY MULLINS
August 28, 2007; Page A3DALY CITY, Calif. — One of the biggest sources of political donations to Hillary Rodham Clinton is a tiny, lime-green bungalow that lies under the flight path from San Francisco International Airport.
Six members of the Paw family, each listing the house at 41 Shelbourne Ave. as their residence, have donated a combined $45,000 to the Democratic senator from New York since 2005, for her presidential campaign, her Senate re-election last year and her political action committee. In all, the six Paws have donated a total of $200,000 to Democratic candidates since 2005, election records show…
It isn’t obvious how the Paw family is able to afford such political largess. Records show they own a gift shop and live in a 1,280-square-foot house that they recently refinanced for $270,000. William Paw, the 64-year-old head of the household, is a mail carrier with the U.S. Postal Service who earns about $49,000 a year, according to a union representative. Alice Paw, also 64, is a homemaker. The couple’s grown children have jobs ranging from account manager at a software company to “attendance liaison” at a local public high school. One is listed on campaign records as an executive at a mutual fund.
The Paws’ political donations closely track donations made by Norman Hsu, a wealthy New York businessman in the apparel industry who once listed the Paw home as his address, according to public records. Mr. Hsu is one of the top fund-raisers for Mrs. Clinton’s presidential campaign. He has hosted or co-hosted some of her most prominent money-raising events…
Mr. Hsu, in an email last night wrote: “I have NEVER asked a single favor from any politician or any charity group. If I am NOT asking favors, why do I have to cheat…I’ve asked friends and colleagues of mine to give money out of their own pockets and sometimes they have agreed.” …
Kent Cooper, a former disclosure official with the Federal Election Commission, said the two-year pattern of donations justifies a probe of possible violations of campaign-finance law, which forbid one person from reimbursing another to make contributions.
“There are red lights all over this one,” Mr. Cooper said…
Six members of the Paw family list this house in Daly City, Calif., as their address.
In the wake of a 2002 law that set those limits, federal and state regulators and law-enforcement officials said they have seen a spike recently in the number of cases of individuals and companies illegally reimbursing others for campaign donations…
According to public documents, Mr. Hsu once listed his address at the Paw home in Daly City, though it isn’t clear if he ever lived there. He now lives in New York, according to campaign-finance records, on which he also lists a half-dozen apparel companies as his employer. In the campaign-finance forms, Mr. Hsu lists his companies as Next Components, Dilini Management, Because Men’s Clothes and others.
He is on the board of directors of the New School in New York. News stories in the mid-1980s said he criticized trade policies that made it harder to import goods from China.
Mr. Hsu is also a major fund-raiser for Mrs. Clinton and other Democrats. When Democrats won control of Congress in November, he threw a party at New York City hot spot Buddakan with many prominent party leaders. Press reports said that toward the end of the night, he grabbed the microphone from the deejay and shouted: “If you are supporters of Hillary for President 2008, you can stay. Otherwise, get out.”
Mr. Hsu has pledged to raise $100,000 or more for Mrs. Clinton, earning the title of “HillRaiser” along with a few hundred other top financial backers of her campaign. Earlier this year, he co-hosted a fund-raiser that raised $1 million for Mrs. Clinton at the Beverly Hills, Calif., home of billionaire Ron Burkle. He is listed as a co-host for another Clinton fund-raiser next month in northern California.
The Paw family is just one set of donors whose political donations are similar to Mr. Hsu’s. Several business associates of Mr. Hsu in New York have made donations to the same candidates, on the same dates for similar amounts as Mr. Hsu.
On four separate dates this year, the Paw family, Mr. Hsu and five of his associates gave Mrs. Clinton a total of $47,500. In all, the family, Mr. Hsu and his associates have given Mrs. Clinton $133,000 since 2005 and a total of nearly $720,000 to all Democratic candidates.
The Paw’s Daly City home is a one-story house in a working-class suburb of San Francisco. On a recent day, a coiled garden hose rested next to a dilapidated garden with a half-dozen dried out plants. The din of traffic from a nearby freeway was occasionally drowned out by jumbo jets departing San Francisco International Airport.
William and Alice Paw are of Chinese descent. The entire family got their Social Security cards in California in 1982, according to state records. All but one of the Paws registered to vote as “nonpartisan.” A San Mateo County elections official said that members of the Paw family vote “sporadically.”
No one in the Paw family had ever given a campaign contribution before the 2004 presidential election, according to campaign-finance reports. Then, in July 2004, five members of the family contributed a total of $3,600 to the presidential campaign of Sen. John Kerry, the Massachusetts Democrat. Five of the checks were dated July 27, 2004. About the same time, Mr. Hsu made his first donations to a political candidate, contributing the maximum amount allowed by law to Mr. Kerry in two separate checks, on July 21, 2004, and on Aug. 6.
From then on, the correlation of campaign donations between Mr. Hsu and the Paw family has continued. The first donations to Mrs. Clinton came Dec. 23, 2004, when Mr. Hsu and one Paw family member donated the then-maximum $4,000 to her Senate campaign in two $2,000 checks, campaign-finance records show. In March 2005, the individuals gave a total of $17,500 to Mrs. Clinton.
Since then, Mr. Hsu, his New York associates and the Paw family have continued to donate to Democratic candidates. This year, Alice Paw and four of the Paw children have donated the maximum $4,600 to Mrs. Clinton’s presidential campaign.
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Rather than clothing apparel, it sounds like Mr. Hsu is in the laundry business. Money laundering.
And you can bet that this is only the tip of the proverbial iceberg of the Democrat money machinery.
Still, apart from the blatantly illegal skirting of the campaign finance laws, isn’t the bigger scandal where this money is coming from in the first place?
Mr. Hsu and his associates have given Mrs. Clinton $133,000 since 2005 and a total of nearly $720,000 to all Democratic candidates.
The FEC lists some of Mr. Hsu’s contributions to the DNC’s candidates. (They seem to total around $250,000. Though the way the FEC sometimes posts duplicate donations, it’s hard to get an accurate total.)
Perhaps Mr. Hsu and his “associates” are making so much money with their sweatshops “apparel companies” that nobody has ever heard of that they can afford to give the DNC three quarters of a million dollars in less than three years.
But who is to say that the money is not coming straight from the Peoples Republic Of China? It’s not like it hasn’t happened before.
News stories in the mid-1980s said [Hsu] criticized trade policies that made it harder to import goods from China.
Do we really want a President (or rather, another President) who has been bought by the Communist Chinese?
Can we afford to have one of our two political parties in the pocket of a foreign (indeed, enemy) country?
Hopefully this kind of investigative reporting augers the shape of things to come from the Wall Street Journal under its new ownership.
Despite Mr. Murdoch being a putative Hillary supporter and friend of the Chicoms.
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August 28th, 2007 at 11:33 am
AMERICAN PERFECTIONN, the Hillary Clinton Story” returns reluctantly from vacation with a shameless rip from O. Henry’s classic ‘The Ransom of Red Chief’ - its Chapter Two of “Osama and Hillary: Love Me Do”! (Chapter One was on August 15 under ‘Hillary’s Invisible Campaign Ad’ or somesuch)
Rated “R”: adult themes, Clinton-related profanity.
Panting and perspiring from the exertion the holy warriors of the Diarheastan Postal Service lugged the bulging canvas sack up the winding mountain path and dropped it at the yawning mouth of the cave.
“Delivery for a Mr… ‘Bin Landers’” said one.
“That’s ‘Bin Laden’”.
“Sorry. Sign here please. And here; thanks. Have a nice day”.
Abu heaved the heavy sack onto his shoulders. Inside the canvas prison, a figure struggled and writhed. With his one free hand Abu gripped his AK by the barrel and gave the bag a good, hard tap at about where he thought the head would be and the anonymous captive went limp. That’s much better, he thought and made his way slowly into the darkened recesses of the top-secret hideout (secret from nobody except the CIA, that is).
“Master! You’ve got mail!” he called.
From the shadows emerged a tall figure, his grey eyes flickering with suppressed excitement.
“At last! I knew our holy warriors would not fail. Set down this precious burden – careful, careful. That’s it… easy”.
“Forgive me for doubting you, Master” grovelled Abu. “Who could have imagined it would be so simple? Not I, for one. Forgive me”.
“Pas de tout, Abu, as the Frenchies say” answered Osama. “The borders of America are open wider than the legs of their women in those videos you like to watch”.
“Um, those are for research purposes only” stammered Abu. “I seek only to, er, understand the full depravity of infidel society”.
“I compliment you on your conscientious -nay, obsessive, research” said Osama. “The quality of Islamic scholarship has been long renowned across the world. But now, let us behold the contents of your sack”.
With trembling fingers, Osama untied the string and peeled back the canvas; before him lay the semi-conscious figure of the junior Senator from New York and leading Presidential contender, Hillary Rodham Clinton.
“She is…magnificent” he whispered in awe. “Perfection itself. Behold her, Abu; is she not wonderful?”
“She’s okay, I guess” said Abu grudgingly “If you’ve been living in a cave for six years”.
“Wake up, wake up, my Flower of the Unbelievers” Osama urged, with a flurry of gentle slaps to Hillary’s face. Some fragments of her flawless maquillage flew off and stuck to his hand.
“What? Where am I? Who are you?” murmured Hillary.
“I am…I will be… your husband”.
“Husband? What the bleep? Who the bleep do you think you are, mother bleeper? Stop dressing me with your eyes! Bleep you, you bleeping bleephole, you get your bleeping hands off me”!”
“But, honey…”
“Don’t you ‘honey’ me, bleephole! I said back the bleep off!”
“Okay, okay…”
“Where is this place? Who the bleep are you? Never mind – who cares? Where’s my staff? Where’s my PA? I want a double shot latté and some boiled chicken, no skin – right now! And some mixed vegetables, steamed, not boiled. JUMP, BLEEPHOLE! Are you deaf? MOVE! I want to see some poll numbers, people! Am I doing any press today? No? WHY THE BLEEP NOT? What the bleep am I paying you bleepers for? GET BUSY!”
“O, Master” whispered Abu, shrinking back against the wall of the cave “I don’t like where this is going”.
“Truly, Abu” answered Osama. “Hillary…honey…listen. We need to talk…”
“SHUT THE BLEEP UP! I didn’t tell you to say anything. Where’s my latté? Where’s my skinless chicken? Well? WELL?”
“Is there a return address on that sack, Abu?”
“No, Master”.
Abu drew back the bolt on his AK-47…
Gee - who hasn’t had buyer’s remorse? and junk mail – don’t get me started; it’s a problem for everyone. Tune in tomorrow when Hillary and Osama return to conclude their timeless love story…
August 28th, 2007 at 5:10 pm
Artboy….now it makes sense. On Hillary’s website she states, “let’s talk, let’s start a dialog”…..Hillary was actually talking to her lover, Osama.
Hey, didn’t these Chinese donors also contribute money to the building of the Clinton Pres. Library in Arkansas?
August 28th, 2007 at 5:25 pm
Here is why it is honest and ethical for Hillary to take Chinese money directly from Chinese government sources: she shares a common goal with the Chinese government. Isn’t Hillary anti-American and supporting the Chi-com agenda? Next: North Korean money–counterfeit, of course, because that’s a major North Korean enterprise. All property is theft. Don’t forget that in both cases the wealth was created via sweat shops!
Conversely, it is unethical as well as illegal for a “pro-American” candidate to take Chinese money.
And it is a crime to be Republican and have any campaign money at all. They might steal an election that properly belongs to the other party!
August 28th, 2007 at 7:20 pm
What’s a little campaign finance fraud to a Clinton? Selling out America for a fast buck is what they’ve always done best.
Past and present Chinese donations. Shows a pattern.
August 29th, 2007 at 11:00 am
“AMERICAN PERFECTIONN, the Hillary Clinton Story” presents the conclusion of “Osama and Hillary: Love Me Do”!
But first, a trailer for “HILLARY VERSUS GODZILLA” – coming soon!
In a time of legend…in a world beyond tomorrow…comes a clash of MONSTERS!
A slumbering beast awakes…a creature from another time and another place…scales gleaming, yellow eyes blazing with malice, it rises to its haunches and lumbers forth in pursuit of its terrified prey…no force can resist it, no power can destroy it, nothing can turn it aside…run, RUN for your lives!
Meanwhile, what’s Godzilla up to? Oh, yeah - destroying Tokyo…
“HILLARY VERSUS GODZILLA”! Coming soon! Rated “R” for lizard-related violence, mild peril, Clinton-related profanity, scenes of giant monster not wearing underpants.
Now we return to our main feature…
“Final agenda item: suicide vests, persistent failure of. Brother Abu?”
“A thousand thanks, O Great One” said Abu, rising to his feet. “As you know, brothers” said Abu, “we’ve been experiencing serious problems with our standard suicide garment, the MartyrMaster 1000, and indeed with the entire MartyrMaster line”.
The various swarthy, bearded men around the board room table nodded in agreement.
“Just to recap the situation to date, please behold this footage”
On a flickering screen appeared grainy film of a swarthy young man walking down a street in Tikrit and suddenly erupting in smoke and flame, to the obvious surprise and annoyance of bystanders.
“That poor brother just went out to get the paper and a pint of milk and – ka-boom! – unintended detonation. What a terrible waste –there was not a marketplace anywhere near him when he went off. Now in this scene here, we see the opposite problem – unintended non-detonation”. The screen showed another swarthy young man tugging frantically at his clothes while being kicked off a bus in Tel Aviv and chased down the street by angry schoolchildren.
The swarthy men around the table grumbled and shook their heads.
“Terrible, just terrible. So, we’ve had the boys in R&D get back to the drawing board and now we’re proud to introduce our latest model, the MartyrMaster 2000, the last word in suicide technology; with guaranteed non-survivability for both wearer and for anyone within a hundred metre radius – kindly hold your applause, brothers, until after the demonstration. Would our model step forward, please?”
Yet another swarthy young man shuffled forward awkwardly. “Hi, Dad” he said.
“Oh –hi, Jimmy. Good to see you” answered Osama.
“Now, gentlemen; as you can see Jimmy here is wearing our new MartyrMaster 2000 vest and he looks great”.
Murmurs of appreciation filled the cave.
“Not only does he look great” continued Abu “but he feels great and he’s packing a load of the finest Semtex like he hasn’t a care in the world. Isn’t that so, Jimmy?”
“Um – sure. Yeah”.
“And there’s big pockets for all your homemade shrapnel; all those nails and screws and so on that go so far in creating a successful event. Dressed to kill, that’s what you’ll be in the MartyrMaster 2000. Lethality, non-survivability, comfort and style – you get them all with the new 2000 model. Any questions?”
“Um – do I yank the cord now?” asked Jimmy.
“No, no! Not in here – are you nuts? Go outside and do it”.
“Okay. Bye, Dad”.
“Bye, Jimmy. Straight to Paradise, right?”
“Right, Dad”.
Jimmy shuffled out and a moment later, the cave shook slightly and a distant “boom” was heard. A little dust drifted down from the ceiling.
“Sounds good” said Osama. “I think we can all look forward to some exciting detonations and we can thank Brother Abu for his fine work and for a great presentation. Thank you, Abu – good job”.
Abu beamed as the swarthy assemblage applauded.
“Now, if you gentlemen will excuse us – a word please, Abu, in private”.
Osama and his faithful acolyte walked off together, holding hands in that creepy Arab way.
“What is wrong, Master? You seem troubled; distracted– was it Jimmy’s martyrdom?”
“Who? Oh –him. No, no, Abu. It is the Hillary; I cannot get her from my mind. The she-devil haunts me”.
“O Master! It would never have worked – you were from two different worlds”.
“True, perhaps – but when two people love each other, isn’t that enough?”
“You are just too much of a romantic, Master, if I may say so”.
“Maybe so” sighed Osama. “Maybe I just have too much love to give. I am weary now. I shall sleep – and dream of her”.
The lanky Saudi stretched out on his simple rope bed and Abu removed his size 14 slippers for him.
“Thank you, dutiful underling” said Osama. “Just put on the night light and pass me my blanket before you go”.
Abu rummaged in a corner and pulled out –something. Not a blanket but a… skin? A hide? A pelt? It was a kind of beige color and somewhat wrinkled, uneven around the edges, with a few wisps of blondish hair still attached at one end. Osama accepted the peculiar object and wrapped it over himself. He gently stroked the pale, um, leather.
“I’ll always keep you close to me, Hillary” he whispered. “Always. You plus me equals forever, baby”.
***