Books about Barry Soetoro (a.k.a. Barack Hussein Obama) have proliferated at a fast rate and, fueled by the Internet, became a new cottage industry. What makes this one unique, though, is that its major emphasis is not criticizing Soetoro, but pointing to the ones that deserve to be blamed for his actions: Soetoro's puppet masters. In the film Aliens, the spaceship's crew under attack finally realize that just taking out the aliens one by one is an exercise in frustration, because the evil creatures reproduce themselves faster than they can zap them. Then a member of the crew realizes that, in order to solve the problem, they must begin by taking out the alien queen. The author's point is that fighting Soetoro, or trying to impeach him, was a waste of time and an exercise in frustration, because the alien queen is currently hatching dozens of eggs that will provide replacements for the new generations of Kissingers, Brzezinskis, Carters, Clintons, Bushes and Soetoros. And the alien queen's nest is at the Harold Pratt House in Manhattan, headquarters of the Council on Foreign Relations - the true and only Secret Government of the United States.