I get it. Power is addicting.
It doesn’t matter if your sense of power comes from the major things, like running a country, or the little ones, like being able to boss your spouse around.
Most especially, I guess, if you have low self-esteem to begin with.
Once you are put in a position where others have no choice but to follow you, your deflated ego gets the help it needs in the right, or wrong, direction. And you can get used to that kind of life, with people bowing down to you, agreeing with your every move, the majority seeming to adore you. Or so you would like to think.
You just have to wonder, though, how the otherwise “intelligent” human can be so overcome with a great sense of power, that he defies all sense of decency just to hold on to it if just for a little while longer.
But not all encounters with this person should end with a word war, a battle of wits; you shouldn’t have to walk away feeling all negative and drained. You don’t always have to agree with them, but you don’t have to forever butt heads with them, also. Just go on as you would, how ever hard that may be, decide on matters based on your moral compass, act on them with integrity and own it.
It would only be a disaster if you let it. Otherwise, the power-that-think-they-be would remain what they truly are: someone who believe themselves to be other than what they really are. That is an extremely sad thing to be witness to.
Or quite funny. Depends on how you look at it.