It’s not what you say

As he walked onto stage, the gathering erupted in applause. He was the hero who’d save them from the hellish fate their previous leader had cast upon them.

He took it all in, aware of the exuberance he emitted and the effect his mere presence had on these fools.

Fools who believed his words, and swallowed his well-construced speeches without thought. He once again spoke about his plans to “expand the economy, and enrich the ecosystem.”

The crowed cheered him as their leader, unknowing he’d lead them to their destruction.

It wasn’t his ideas that swayed them, but his delivery.

How does that make you feel?