Danielle Ross was alone in an empty room at the Obama campaign headquarters in Kokomo, Ind., a cellphone in one hand, a voter call list in the other. She was stretched out on the carpeted floor wearing laceless sky-blue Converses, stories from the trail on her mind. It was the day before Indiana's primary, and she had just been chased by dogs while canvassing in a Kokomo suburb. But that was not the worst thing to occur since she postponed her sophomore year at Middle Tennessee State University, ... When massive intercontinental nuclear war breaks out, this is the kind of reporter that will start the story with "83 year old widow Ms. Georgia Halbrun took her black pomeranian Winkles for a walk down 4th Street as she has every morning for the last 15 years ..."