Out of the Limelight

Once there was a politician who always had an opinion on everything. He didn't care if he didn't know a thing about the issues he addressed. He made a lot of changes and the most was for the worse. The state of things didn't improve. He was convinced that he did the right things himself, as he had a hunch that it was the right thing to do. Nobody else knew why... if he heard voices or what it was...

He missed one important thing though; he was not elected for post he held, but appointed by his party to a very important position. The voters didn't like what they saw and heard, so in the next election they put him out of office.

As this was a man without any particular qualities, nobody was particularly interested in employing him. The state of things got worse as he, in his days of office had managed to take away the possibility for uneducated and untalented people to actually get a job. Therefore he lived the rest of his days in an old abandoned house, drinking beer and chewing tobacco.

The people in the neighbourhood avoided him, because of his bodily odour. This experience made him bitter and vicious. He became mean to small children and rude to old people. Not that he had been that nice as a politician, but at least he didn't smell... maybe politicians are like fruit, best when they are fresh...