From the beginning of history, mankind has always been interested in accessing physical or spiritual immortality, a fact that is manifested in expression like "Fountain of Youth", "Elixir of Youth", "Reincarnation" or "resurrection".
As a matter of fact, most living things, plants or animals, do continue their life permanently, of course, through their offspring, but people demand more, to the extent that some thinkers have come up with the idea of mind uploading. Additionally, there are other forms of immortality such as "hydras", a simple fresh-water animal, or jellyfish.
Anyway, in political arena, eternal life for the actors of this show is, nonetheless, routinely practiced. Therefore, we see them everywhere: in Rachel's, Operah's, David Letterman's … shows. They want us to remember them all the time -an absolute selfishness or rather psychic deficiency. However, another form of immortality practiced in this circus takes place in countries where people are mostly kept in the dark and are used as herds or wind to power a mill. Naturally, when the head dies, the headless mob keeps restlessly wriggling until a new head is reinstated.
During this period, the command post, brought to power by the same gullible mob, unleashes its memory drainage scheme based on 'out of sight, out of mind' principle. Therefore, they calmly announce that, these days, the beloved leader is sneezing; therefore, he needs to rest. Since his physical presence is required for either ground breaking or opening of a nonexistent exporting factory, his acting replacement, normally a worthfornothing 'a-hole' enters the scene. Now a still picture of the sneezing leader is shown. This continues, until the mob forgets all about the ailing leader.
Sometimes, the mob requires harder evidence. Now, the command post sends for some artists: wax model makers, the same people who make wax models in Madame Taussad's Wax Museum. Next, the acting leader extends an invitation to a head of a state cut from the same cloth as them to come and pay a visit to the robust recuperating dictator. Funny thing is that the ailing leader always wears the same tracksuit. If someone discovers the trick, the principle of Hans Christian Andersen, Emperor's New Suit story applies to them, so they all keep it to themselves.
The secrecy is so firmly guarded that the guards to the private chamber of the dictator know nothing about the scheme. Therefore, one night when the guard was dozing off, an ID carrying whore approached the guard, seeking entrance. The whore saying:
o Buenas noches. Jefe está a la espera de mí [Good evening. Boss is expecting me]. [The guard with a yo-yo tongue dropped to his chest says:]
o OK, Seniorita. Que tengas un buen tiempo [Have a nice time.]
The whore enters the reception room of the master, seeing him standing near the window, but unlike previous nights, he does not approach her with open arms. The paid whore sneaks behind him and grabs his private parts, but finds nothing. Stunned, she blurts out a loud shout, forcing the guard to kick open the door. The guard pulls her away to the guard room.
Sirens go off and a dozen security men enter the antechamber. After consulting the command post, the whore is taken away to a sound proof execution room where she is chocked to death. Additionally no one ever sees the guard again!