Why does it feel like we are in a Hans Christian Andersen story of the Emperor's New Clothes?

Watching a so-called emperor wearing clothes drenched in grandiose power trips and imaginary splendor? 

A masquerade wrapped in a sham facade fueled by fear and hate. 

Take away the fear and power trips and what is there?  

Lies, lies and more lies;

Liabilities, liabilities and more liabilities;

Sins, sins and more sins;

Compounded, excessive and continuous.

A gluttony of abuses and abuses of power. 

An inability to see reality and brave the truth:

The level of shame and disgrace perpetrated by so-called emperors, prancing around in their emperor's clothing, is at excessive, high and embarrassing levels.