THE ISIS FACTOR He stepped onto a stage of glaring lights, a worldwide media blitz, and a changing world, a world that could be changed for the better, more human. But in the shadows was a trusted bodyguard who was also an American bred agent of ISIS. The next second the lights went out, two shots rang out, someone moaned and the smell of blood and cordite filled the room. These were the shots that were heard throughout the universe. The world had changed, but to what? "Okay. Tell me, what you have against Hamilton." "It’s nothing personal; it’s just that we’re not ready for a Black President right now. Maybe a few years down the road." "Like I said it’s not personal; I don’t think the time is now." Really, if not now, then when and why should they wait? Wait, for WHAT?