Those who are recognized as having authority earn power because of strong leadership skills and the drive to make the world a better place. When people use power to do good deeds they gain respect. A typical leader also holds something in his or her hands, like a staff, that yields power. It is amazing to see people follow an individual who is holding on to something. If they could possess that object then they too could have power. I agree that one must hold something to attain power, but it isn’t a staff that is needed. What a true leader needs is the television remote.
Believe it or not, that little battery-operated piece of plastic with the multi-colored buttons can make anyone the supreme ruler of the land. I always want to have the remote in my possession, even though I never get it. The one who holds the remote is elected leader and reigns from a throne, usually a reclining chair. The subjects not perched high above on the throne, like myself, are seated on the lower levels, the couch and floor. They watch in awe as the ruler uses ...
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