My Speech to the Masses

My fellow (state your group name), I stand before you tonight mindful that I am giving a speech. I stand here mindful that I would like to persuade you that we stand at a crossroads. I would like to persuade you to believe that you have only one real choice and that this choice subsumes every personal choice you make. The choice which I am falsely claiming is a choice between going back to the malaise of life that you know (I want you to believe that this life is worse than you think) and giving me complete control over every thought you have and every action you take. Let us call this latter choice “going forward.”

I stand here not as myself, but rather as a projection of what you want me to be, as an embodiment of what you believe life could be. Now, I understand that my close supporters believe that you are sheep, that you are desperately clinging to me in order to have some kind of identity. I also know that many of you are on the fence, hoping that I will improve your life. Let me say these words of assurance, “I will improve your life”. I will not mention what I will really do to you. You don’t want to know that. You don’t want believe that you made a horrible mistake by supporting my ascension, condemning your children to 100 years of darkness.

There are many voices who say that these promises are impossible. They claim that there is no rational basis for believing them. They are certainly correct. However, I want you to view these voices in a particular way. I want you to develop a picture of these voices as a sub-human group. I would like that picture in your minds to be that of atavistic monsters standing between you and security. I also want you to believe that every person you are emotionally dependent on believes the same thing too, that you will be rejected by those persons if you do not share this opinion, and that any doubts you may experience are your’s alone. It is my sincere hope that you fear the maximum immolation of self if you are shunned by your peer group.

Let me make something perfectly clear because it is that point in the speech, even though I have no principles and fewer convictions, I will not surrender one inch .

Let me also say to the opposition, but really to you, my ignorant minions, that my door is always open, and that I will hear your words even though I will not listen. Share the delusion that I am truly open to new ideas even though complete power is the only idea I cherish.

Here is the part of the speech where I go into detail about my plan. View my words as alarming facts which overwhelmingly make the case for giving me total command over life itself. Please be afraid that the examples I cite will happen to you were I not standing in the breech. Now transfer your fear from what in the world might happen to you, to what will happen without me.

Now accept my words of consolation, “be consoled.” Now I will give you reasons to hope for the future if you support me.

Now, one last note of dread of what will happen without me.

“The time has come for action” is what I say at this point in the speech. “There is no longer time for speeches” even though I will make another one tomorrow.

At this moment, waiting for me in my presidential palace are 49 young women oiled and writhing together in a choreographed lattice work of carnal depravity. Above this spectacle is a golden alter bearing my image as incense smoke rises to the ceiling. Do not hold this image of me as you go home and prepare to battle those I have persuaded you are the enemy.

Tomorrow, as I am laughing at your gullibility, you will storm the ramparts and many will die. Your deaths will amuse me and I will receive fellatio as I watch the video on a repeat basis. Keep in mind that I will use the deaths of your sons, or perhaps of your friends, to stoke the fire of hatred even hotter until all dissent is annihilated. I will then turn on you, my supporters. Remember that I will not kill all of you physically as it will be much more enjoyable to kill you spiritually through decades of torture and fear and privation.

Of course, my day will come. It might be the hangman’s noose recorded on an I-Phone, or maybe a bullet in an abandoned army barracks. That will be a long time from now. In the meantime, I will defy God and everything human and in the process keep a promise I made to myself as a small boy denied my mother’s love. This was the promise that I would subsume all who were not abused and all who can experience love. That I will transform these persons into the objects which I became as a child, leaving me the last subject on earth. This is my promise to you. It is a promise I intend to keep.