In my dream I am in a hummer limo with all my friends and we seem to be in a parade.  As we are driving very slowly down the street Barack is in the audience.  So naturally we stop and ask him what’s going on and why we should vote for him.  It was a very brief and casual conversation and I felt pretty good about it.  Then we continued driving and saw the next presidential candidate – who was not Hillary – but a young African American woman. She was dressed in a suite but not a very nice one (it was white and looked kind of trashy), she was also wearing lots of bling as we would call it in California.  Because she seemed like so much fun we invited her to get into the limo and ride around with us.  My friends and I were having a great time with her drinking and carrying on.  After a while she got really drunk and seemed to blend in with my friends more and more – using lots of profanity and being what I would call hyphy.  At the end of the dream I remember thinking to myself “this girl is crazy, I have to vote for Obama he is the only one with some sense in him.”

 From a 24-year old female graduate student in Oakland, California, in the summer of 2008.