“Barack is talking to me in a Walmart parking lot.  I don’t remember the details of the conversation, but I can vividly remember his face.  Then he told me to get in a big camper or trailer and he started to drive up the street.  It was kind of busy on the road.  The funny thing was it was just me and him and no Secret Service or anybody.  I can remember I felt special just being in his presence.”
From a 26-year old unemployed man in California
This dream came on …