A thirst for power
I could be half responsible for this. I did take part in the creation. I had hoped that my influence, my nurturing, would dissuade any delusions of grandeur, megalomania, or otherwise tacky behavior. But I fear a monster is among us in the guise of a small girl, and she is thirsty for power and making a grab for it.
My six-year-old has been elected by popular vote to the student council.
Fellow citizens, hold fast your children, gather your animals under cover, and lock the doors. This may only be the beginning.
(However, there is some hope that the situation may not be all bad. When questioned as to her motives for running, she stated flatly, “Because you get a special lunch in the commons once a month.”)
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