For people of this ilk, somehow, when a public speaker parses their words in the cadence of an invocation or benediction, it feels to them like a higher wisdom, a wisdom not yet fully accessible to them, is being called on and delivered; as if God Almighty has mysteriously worked himself into the phrasing. In short, they are witnessing a Higher Calling. For these people, there is sadly not a sliver of a chance that they might feel that they are being hoodwinked into the sideshow of a dreadful man. Their duty is to follow the simple word association from which they are already accustomed; already installed into long-term memory: woke = child molestation, Trump = Savior.
For people of this ilk, somehow, when a public speaker parses their words in the cadence of an invocation or benediction, it feels to them like a higher wisdom, a wisdom not yet fully accessible to them, is being called on and delivered; as if God Almighty has mysteriously worked himself into the phrasing. In short, they are witnessing a Higher Calling. For these people, there is sadly not a sliver of a chance that they might feel that they are being hoodwinked into the sideshow of a dreadful man. Their duty is to follow the simple word association from which they are already accustomed; already installed into long-term memory: woke = child molestation, Trump = Savior.