傻瓜下台（3）（2/2）
《我的大学，用一辈子去忘记》作者：杨柳青 2017-02-10 18:11
approaching, my friends from the mountain encouraged me to run for president. So I did. I knew I could make a difference with a campaign6 team of seventy-five people rallying around me, no one was surprised that I had won the election.
The first thing I did as president was hang a sign outside the Associated Students office that read, “Under New Management!” I was proud of my accomplishment to say the least. Most of my life as a youth was spent in the principal’s office for being in trouble and this was one of the few times I had actually achieved bona fide respect and appreciation from my peers.
They say absolute power corrupts7 absolutely. It sure did in my case. I let all the power go to my head. My ego, my arrogance and my pride were out of control. I began speaking down to people, demanding they listen to me because I thought I knew what was best. My friends and supporters tried to communicate to me that I had changed, that I was abusing my position, but I wasn’t listening.
It wasn’t long before the very people who had believed in my presidency began to turn against me. But I still wasn’t paying attention. I took my obsession8 with power to such an extreme. A Public conflict with the female vice president opened the floodgates for others who were upset with me. It became a blood bath. What started out as a wonderfully enriching experience, or so I thought, suddenly turned into one of my worst nightmares. “Zap the Sap!” posters would soon be everyhere on campus.
The first thing I did as president was hang a sign outside the Associated Students office that read, “Under New Management!” I was proud of my accomplishment to say the least. Most of my life as a youth was spent in the principal’s office for being in trouble and this was one of the few times I had actually achieved bona fide respect and appreciation from my peers.
They say absolute power corrupts7 absolutely. It sure did in my case. I let all the power go to my head. My ego, my arrogance and my pride were out of control. I began speaking down to people, demanding they listen to me because I thought I knew what was best. My friends and supporters tried to communicate to me that I had changed, that I was abusing my position, but I wasn’t listening.
It wasn’t long before the very people who had believed in my presidency began to turn against me. But I still wasn’t paying attention. I took my obsession8 with power to such an extreme. A Public conflict with the female vice president opened the floodgates for others who were upset with me. It became a blood bath. What started out as a wonderfully enriching experience, or so I thought, suddenly turned into one of my worst nightmares. “Zap the Sap!” posters would soon be everyhere on campus.