Are they skills and coercive techniques or
perhaps inherited traits, those of poise and drama
a certain glamour and projection of exquisite
timing and mystique; perhaps both. And of
course accompanying the elegance and those
finally chiseled delicate features an innate
sense of entitlement to be viewed as exceptional
a personage for the ages set high on a pedestal
so that those lacking the strengths of such
attributes may venerate those whose genetic
endowment casually invests them with all those
sought-after graces. Companion to which is the
need to be seen and admired such that the sadly
untalented seek to portray themselves in the image
of the divine original. The ego that demands its
public due dines off plaudits lavished upon it yet
never is it satiated. When the volume of acclaim
decelerates the idol accuses the arbiters of social
media of assailing the dignity of their privacy
bewailing unwanted intrusion into the intimate
details of a life whose style is to flaunt the flair
of iconic public revelations without inhibition or
hesitation. Poor souls whose status of personality
and gifts at birth the good fairy of Fortune has
lavished upon them, condemning them to a dreary
existence of showmanship, adulation and misery.
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