It's the histrionic dance of the narcissist poster. Speak ignorant provocations while claiming to represent a collective voice. Ramp up the bullying rhetoric until someone calls you on it. Shatter into a thousand victim tinged splinters, in
Front of your adoring audience, with increasing venom until you are tombstoned. Orchestrate the martyr's collapse in front of your weeping fans. It's the climax in the second act. But what feeds this syndrome is the resurrection in the third act. Back from the grave, they complete the hero's journey. Now they claim supernatural power. A standing
Ovation from the audience! I
Majestic personality play on a very small
Stage