I came across that picture on my twitter feed. An old man bending to touch the feet of a man who has no particular accomplishments at all.
I dislike cults, and that goes double for personality cults. I feel revolted by the pitiable groveling of the followers. I suppose by debasing themselves, they elevate the person and thus justify their worship. They crawl so low out of ignorance, fear and greed. Their display of loyalty also demonstrates their abject lack of virtue. Here’s a bit hauled out of the archive, from nearly 13 years ago: Continue reading “Personality Cults”