In politics, it’s not what you do with your crowd: it’s all about the size. 

The crowd is the animating energy of power, putting the spring in the goose-step of despots and the zing in the psychosexual compulsions of inadequate, ambitious politicians. For a certain kind of small Big Man, there is nothing that compares to looking out over 10,000 nodding heads and seeing his lies land like soft, wet kisses.

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