But in a land conceived in a fantasy that as long as he survives the by nature cutthroat world, anybody can be the next president, most two-eyed men are doomed to be inevitable losers. So it makes one – those being denied the Oval Office-feel better to assume that powerbrokers are all spoiled moron born with a silver spoon in their mouth and even if they bleed, it should be blue. Otherwise, what the hell privileged them with the right to speak on behalf of us? Remember, they are morons.
Then come the men like Donald Trump Jr., people who would put “buy when there's blood in the streets” in their mouths as Charon's obol, they are masters in catching wind of this certain public cynicism, fueling it with backwards language and peacock speech , in the end milking their built-up publicity and existing with cash. Believe it or not, they can be damn convincing and provoking sometimes in the eye of skeptics trademarked with detachment.
"It's interesting, if you and I have two stores and we set prices, so that we, excuse me, screw the customers, we go to jail. You go to jail for that stuff. We create milk and we sell milk and we set a certain price, it's illegal. With oil, you have these countries, setting the price of oil and destroying certain parts of the world, and nobody does anything about it. They walk away, and have their very big yachts and their nice planes and everything else. And it's really a shame of what's happening to this country. We should use our great business people to negotiate not some diplomat knows nothing about business."
Put down on the campaign trail, that would still be hell of a mighty war-cry. The American boss just dusted it off with such an ease like pulling a rabbit out of hat, while promoting his Celebrity Apprentice and Miss Universe at David Letterman show . However, if Master Confucius was any judge, fine words and insinuating appearance are seldom associated with virtue. Say it in plain English, man with smooth tongue up to no good.
What Donald Trump Jr. is missing, probably deliberately, is the inherent intricacy of the game of politics, whose real players are the prince of darkness who rule by night, rather than some seemingly glamorous Chosen One's, relentlessly seeking the light of cameras and promising to bring the new day back, who are no more than pawns passing fleetingly across the chessboard. One time spotting some reporters at a Bush speech, Karl Rove instantly cupped his hand over his mouth and pretending to dictate the president's speech through a hidden microphone. It's the air of mystery-“Puppet Masters Having Everything under Control”-that escalates the sophistication and cultivates the authority of government, which sustains the states against the ever-changed fad of populism's decaying its stability. For when men exiled God,what we have to rest our faith upon is this Mortal One.
"I remember when we first met. I really liked him. He used to be so funny." "Being king means never sleeping through the night again." Mocked by clown. Bounded by nut shell. Price of being crowned.
It is always better to be feared than loved. It is always better to be loved than feared. While dying as a good man is desirable, living as a monster is unfortunately inevitable. It's not the decision anyone would love to make, but the least of many evils .
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