A little background for the ign'ant.
[MichHera Obama, Queen of Olympus] "Barack Zeussein Obama, you better listen to me! The mortals are getting, oh, shall we say, 'uppity.' Espescially the teapartiers. You better put them in their place!"
[Zeussein, King of Olympus] "Hear ye, hear ye!"
[Olympians go about their day, ignoring Zeussein]
[Zeussein] "Hey! Listen to me!"
[Joebidenus, the Olympic Court Jester] "Yo! When Zeussein wants you to hear his lofty rhetoric or soaring whoratory, that is a big f***ing deal! Listen up!"
[Zeussein] "My fellow Olympians, lend me your ears. 'Cuz mine are ridiculous. The mortals in Flyover Country grow restless. We need to crush them before they can challenge our power. But there is an ancient artifact - a scroll called The Constitution - that contains magic words which bind our hands and limit our power. When we are finally rid of that ancient relic, the mortals will feel the full benefit of our benevolent - yet extremely intrusive, corrupt and inefficient - rule over them."
[Olympians, in unison] "So let it be written, so let it be done!"
Meanwhile, in Flyover Country, a band of heroes keeps watchful guard over The Constitution.