Once, the Generalissimo was just little baby maggot like Chaos Advocate... only want to help help help all the stupid peoples. Peoples, they are full of dumb. You can put that on bumper sticker, buckie, believe Enrico when he toss truth nugget at you. Peoples, not just some of peoples, no; all peoples; peoples, they do not know what they want, or know what they need. They do not know what decisions they should for make. They do not know what road to take.
For that, they need Papa.
Papa know you lust for subjugation, how else can peoples explain adoration of Donald "Onion Loaf" Trump? He is the New Papa, the Papa these times have demand.
Smile, maggot. You love us.
Like Krazy Kat love little monster mouse Ignatz, when he toss brick after brick at her face, so you love Papa too as he slowly step sole of his boot down on you face, crunch satisfyingly into flesh and bone. You love us. You need us. Papa is firm, but is out of love. You strong, you pretty, but you dumbs. Papa know.
Enrico has see future, glorious faggots, it is: A bucket of Napalm above every door. To keep you on you toes. Papa teach. Discipline is no cheap, but is necessary. Enrico know think for peoples is most caring thing he can do, is why he invent pre-filled ballot card. Why stress the maggots? Papa know best. Decision is for adult to make, not all the little ones, running around while place bets on feud of Nicki Minaj or Miley Cyrus.
Embrace reflection, Chaos Advocate... you are dictator too, just like Papa.