President, elegant — humanity’s top resident.
Officialdom shatters; character matters.
A braggart, a basher and a bully is the boss of everyone but one.
A president is a person, pretending to be a personage.
We elect our desires; we impeach our impulses.
Public opinion elects presidents, and public perception relieves them of power.
The Presidency is a weakness paraded as a strength.
Presidents may fly by means of platitudes, but they land by means of policies.
A presidency is a high on the way to becoming a low.
Popularity paces all our popes and parses all our presidents.
A president is a plurality masquerading as a singularity.
The grand stage; the caparisoned horse.