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Machiavelli’s New Clothes

The Emperor walked out naked, and everyone laughed. Blushing with shame, he ran back to his castle.

“Well,” he said, “that went well.”

As his advisors rushed to robe him, his Vizier promised punishment of the masses.

“You will do no such thing.”

“But… the people, they laugh…”

“Indeed,” the Emperor said. “That’s the point. I have everything while they scratch dirt. But what threat is the stupid naked man? Let them laugh. However much they do, peasants are still peasants and the Emperor is still an emperor.” He plucked a grape from a bowl. “Far cheaper than buying bread.”

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