Power is like heroin.

One little bit and you’re hooked. For some people, at least.

We can grasp how dictators go mad – the paranoia, the real and deadly threats posed by enemies, the lack of honest feedback, the lady bodyguards with benefits, the obsequiousness from everyone around.

What amuses me more is those people who go mad if granted a tiny, localized, comedically small amount of power.

Put a kid in charge of the class glue sticks and watch her change from sweet little Charlotte into Gluestick MechaHitler.

The guy at town hall who needs to sign off on new water connections? He rules his vast domain with caprice and holds his grudges good and hard.

Real examples

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