And the king stands up, turns around in a circle and sits down once again. He is far from opening up the gates for his subjects let alone walking to the fridge to see if the light still works.
Wondering what it is to be American when you are the king would be similar to translating in every language throughout the world what is the meaning “to breathe,” because every boundary has a king and even more Americans.
When the king wants to let the commoners know he has an idea that will bring all of them closer as a people, he should first find out if they want to be closer by getting to know a few.
A king is known about as well as a stranger but as a reflection in the mirror he’s better understood.
To be king is to be number one but number one at the pointing of a finger.
Francis Erich McElroy 