Once upon a time there was a very nice biracial man named Barack Obama who thought it would be a exceeding good thing if the half of his racial makeup that had never been elected to the preeminent political office of his country were to be elected to the preeminent political office of his country, as that half of his racial makeup that had never been elected to the preeminent political office of his country was steadfast and loyal to the political party he presumed to lead was one consideration - having for forty years cheered and flocked to the polls whilst men of the other half of his biracial makeup ascended on high in between the electoral victories of Crackerz who wished fervently that they wouldn't so cheer and flock - and as that his occupying the office would serve as a role model to all the children of his disenfranchised half and a source of pride to their elders of the same, this would be a good thing, he determined to pack a fine basket and bring all of his powers of oratorical and organizational skill to bear so to speak and with his lovely family in tow ventured into the dark forest of American electoral adventure in an age of war and empire, soon to be but as of then unbeknownst calamitous recession, terror and the dawning battle of inherent internet omniscience vs. total internet omniscience.