She an authentic Flower Child and he the great
Northern Magus. Together they bequeathed to a
great country one who would follow in his father's
footprint. Inheriting from both mother and father
a flair for dramatic theatrics and in no small measure
reflecting their narcissistic personalities he learned
early how charm could exploit possibilities and
the giddy power invested in manipulating others
while affecting an aura of empathy and mutuality.
To his mother, this was her Golden Boy for the
sun threw its brilliance over him, never to set and
withdraw. It graced his countenance and followed
wherever he went, enabling him to convince
onlookers that he brought with him everywhere
Sunny Ways, to the extent that the jaded could
overlook his paucity of experience, education and
the simplicity of his mind geared to entertain, not
govern. A smitten electorate elevated him to guide a
nation and for their trust in the shallowness of his
consideration of the country's heritage, culture and
values saw a dissolution of all that mattered in his
drive to replace those verities of national pride with
his own vision that denigrated the history of the nation
its people, their constitution and economy in a
never-ending drivel of avowed virtue rotting all it
touched until the people cried in anguish: ENOUGH!
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