I had attended some kind of elaborate world political event at Buckingham Palace with my family. I was standing in a room on an upper floor with large floor-to-ceiling windows looking out over an ornate garden where various world political figures were observing the Queen of England giving an important speech. After the speech was over, the world leaders who had been in the garden were coming inside Buckingham Palace and they were walking through the room where we had been watching the speech. At first, my mom chased down …

I was on a flight to Seattle, and lo and behold, Barack Obama and his security team came on the flight. Turns out, Barack was my seat mate in the First Class cabin. We chatted and talked like we had been old friends forever. Of course it helped I also hailed from Chicago, so we discussed places we liked to frequent when visiting our fair city. Most of all, I remember we both made each other laugh during the flight. I told him I was pretty sure he needed to …

My Dream : Obama came to my house, he was happy to be with me though his expression was severe.  He was female but looked like himself.  He felt something kind in me.   We are walking my property (my actual property in waking life) its very early maybe 5 am – we are in the back walking on a wooden bridge – he steps on a weak spot and his foot goes through, I’m embarassed at this – he likes the river and the simple way I live – his security …

I was walking down the street and heard someone yell “Sasha!”; then two little girls ran past me. I turned around and there was Michelle Obama…I asked if I could have my picture taken with her; by then a crowd of paparazzi had gathered and they went into a Dominican restaurant in my neighborhood in NYC, where I ‘remembered’ Obama had campaigned (as if!). Somehow I managed to squeeze in through a crack in the glass window, and there was a big bed where I snuggled up next to Michelle …

I was going to a retreat center in the mountains to do a mini-workshop with a shaman. I arrived late and walked out of the lodge to find the group. I walked down the path in the snow, and caught the last of the “ritual” with the (Inuit?) shaman sitting by the fire, doing some sort of blessing. Then it was over. Heading back, I found myself walking with Barack. I somehow knew him on a personal level, and we chatted about how the campaign was going, how he was …

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 …

It was after this rally of sorts in a hall in my brain’s dream time version of the East Village. Barack was shaking peoples’ hands andonce the crowd started to dissipate, I decided to go up to him with my Mother. My Mother who was at the rally, but incidentally a republican spoke to him first saying “Aren’t you that homophobic, clueless racist?” I looked at her horrified and pushed her out of the way, nervously laughing, hoping that would be enough of an indicator that I didn’t agree. “She’s …

I was in the frozen foods section of the grocery store and talking about how I’m an atheist.  Barack was there and he stage-whispered to me that he didn’t believe in god either.  Then we raised the roof together, and I was kind of embarassed as people looked on. 
From a mid-40’s woman in September, 2008.

             “I’ve been following politics since I was about 5. I’ve never seen anything like this. This is bigger than Kennedy. [Obama] comes along, and he seems to have the answers. This is the New Testament. This is surprising.”
            Chris Matthews, MSNBC, 2-5-08
            Obama Is NOT My Messiah
                                                                                 (popular conservative bumper sticker)
             The public projections onto Obama have focused with special intensity on his religious background, which by any measure is complex and unorthodox.  He is by far the most religiously unusual President in US history.
             Obama was primarily …

A newsflash on CNN reported that Barack had chosen his running mate: Mary Amondieu, an obscure female governor from somewhere in the heartland (Nebraska?) I had never heard of. My immediate thought: why someone with a name as difficult to pronounce as yours? And French in origin, no less! The GOP is going to skewer you on this one. I flipped to Fox News and sure enough, a banner was already flashing, “Yes oui can.”
From a 29-year old male who supported Clinton in the primaries.