*Please read the Author's Comment after this story, as it will explain a lot of things.
If anything in this story offends or makes anyone angry, I fully apologize. This is a work of fiction and is not intended to start any arguments, religious, political, etc. Thank yous :3
Our President has forgotten something vital in his speech to the world. He is speaking out from that grand podium, adorn with golden tinsels, like snakes sneaking from the tip of the wooden post, and towards the ground, and enumerating each tiny word with a sharp and firm command in his tone. The people below him - for of course, he is situated above, as though on a pedestal - are enraptured, their eyes less intelligent, less productive, with each word, only responsive to the dripping honey flowing from his mouth; they do not notice the countless hours he has stood up there, preaching down to his little, carefully-controlled drones, do not notice how they seem to be frozen in place, a