Day 6: Demagogue

Another one that did not turn out having much to do with the word. But Demagogues appeal to emotions and prejudices, which is where I started from.

Sharon did not like art museums. She could only take so much before pulling out her phone and miserably texting her friends. Her mother, it seemed, loved nothing better than standing three feet from a wall and staring at a canvas.

Worst of all was when the old lady would try to ‘engage’ her. The questions were dreadfully open-ended. “What does it remind you of?” or “How does it make you feel?”

“Nothing.” Sharon would answer. “This is stupid. Can’t we go to the science museum instead? Or anywhere else?”

Sharon’s mother sighed. “There’s more to life than practicalities.”

“Whatever.”