Once in a while, I get riled up enough to do one of these

In a purple dress, surrounded by hundreds of yespeople, she spoke of achievements. She spoke while using pictures, graphs, videos, and even actual people to support her claims of a strong economy and a strong government. She spoke to her critics, indirectly criticizing them whenever she had to say something about her so-called flaws. She spoke to the masses, speaking as if she knew of their sacrifices and their pain, praising them and assuring them that everything will be all right thanks to them. She had to stop speaking every so often though, whenever her yespeople horde erupted into applause every time she paused for breath. She ended her speech amidst a thunderous round of applause. She must have felt very proud and accomplished to give a condescending “Ha!” to her critics as her last State of the Nation Address.

In years-old house clothes, surrounded by clutter, I listened to her speak. I listened as her pictures and videos made me roll my eyes, as her graphs had me think of how she juggled numbers this time, and as her guests made me snort and think of the fallacy of composition. I listened to her rail against her critics as I imagined monkeys flinging shit at each other. I listened to her praise the working masses, thinking of how she was in all likelihood more clueless than I am about what they really have to deal with. I watched her bask in the ‘warmth’ of her yespeople horde’s applause and wondered what would have happened if she said her speech outside, in the streets, facing the actual public. I stopped watching and listening as soon as she stopped talking. I sighed in relief, happy that I have at least done a little homework, and that I was now free to further disappoint a few of my professors by wasting time on the Internet rather than by joining them march in the streets.

This is one seemingly apathetic sheep ending his useless blather about a fuhrer and how she yakked about stuff for an hour.