Right you are that all dipshit tyrants and dictators love/crave popular approval and popular press.
In the end they are like little girls. Something you might know about from a misbegotten youth.
I never had a misbegotten youth. At 5 I was helping my father repair the car in wintertime (NJ). This was in 1943 when he also had the grass plowed so we could put in a big garden. Often I could not play with other children on the weekend because I had to help with weeding in the garden.
Starting at age 12 on Saturdays Mom woould leave me home for 5 hours caring for my 2 and 4 year old brothers while my father drove her into town to do grocery shopping and laundry for a family of 5. She would also leave a list of 6 to 8 chores to do while she was gone. We kept the Victory Garden until we moved when I was 16. I also helped many times picking, preparing and canning food from the garden to feed us in the winter. When we moved my 16th year I helped my father move 4 tons of lumber from one storage place to another. I later helped with building an addition to the new cottage until I left for college. When I and all the other girls took a phys ed fitness test at start of the year in my new school, I was the most fit girl in a class of 150. So NO, I did not have time for a misbegotten youth. Please consider reevaluating your opinions about little girls.