Out of the darkness popped a terrible little infant. As the little male infant grew up, he realized that he never wanted to work a day in his life ( or, atleast not a regular job...how boring ). He loathed the military and a government based on individual freedoms; so he demonstrated against an unpopular war and travelled to a communist country to study their customs.

He was from a small rural state, so upon his return from Oz, the idea of getting into politics was not out of the question. Running for office would not require huge amounts of money, as the constituency involved was relatively small. He quickly realized that being a big fish in a small pond was some fun!

Elected Attorney General of his state, he started to put his cronies into positions of judicial and political power. He found he could get what he wanted through intimidation and promises ( whether or not he intended to keep them at the time he made them ). His name and tactics became familiar to the rank and file political party machinery oilers with all the money he needed. He also found that political power translated into sex appeal to the women!

Having learned his political lessons of give and take well ( and how to lie through his teeth convincingly ), he rose to the Governorship of his state. He found this position infinitely better than that of Attorney General, as now he had seats on state commissions to sell and parking meter contracts to offer for campaign cash. Also, his sex appeal went up, along with the size of the house that goes with the elected office ( he never had a house of his own, but always lived in ' public ' housing ).

One day he was thinking about the metal triangle hanging just outside the back door his mother used to ring the kids in for meals. It made him think of " The Golden Triangle " in Asia. He thought, what if he could build an airport out in the middle of nowhere for a few low key flights to arrive un-noticed? He never had liked the alcohol buzz and he had worked up a real high tolerance to marijuana over the years, so he went out and found some interesting financial backing from aquatic mammals, and " Nose Candy International " was born!

After a few years of being governor and a stint as a private citizen, the money, glamor and girlfriends of small state politics even got too boring ( though the ' quid pro quos ', payola and anonymous sex were always interesting ). One term out of office left some of his cronies in trouble and his influence waning. In a time of dispair for the presidential aspirations of his political party, he burst onto the campaign scene with a reckless abandon for ethics and legality. Seemingly never meeting a campaign donor he didn't like, his piggy bank grew to epic proportions, as well as the length of his nose!

After his election as President by less than a majority of the populace; questionables, criminals and foreigners alike were given access to his humble aboad at the seat of all power over the richest and most powerful nation in the world! The people he so boldly fooled with his campaign of creative lies were now his proletariat, as he attempted to convert the democracy he ruled into a socialist state. He called on others from all over the globe to come join in on the fun, as his media conspiracy spun, and spun, and spun a story to cover-up his tyranical conduct.

Before the people of America realised what was happening, he had sold out his country for campaign cash and perceived political power. The only question left to answer, was whether or not he would leave office after the next election ( or if there would even be a next election? )?

- Bongo ( Let there be light! )