The art of flattery is closely connected to saving your life while grovelling, as section
three of Interlude 1 shows us. But flattery can also be done for self-advancement, such
as in your work environment, or in the army. The correct attitude for this, (assuming that
you are not already in a grovelling position, which has it’s own proper attitude), is
startled, awed, and slightly dazed at being in the same room as one of the "greats".
Never and I repeat never, say anything about how great YOU are in this attitude of flattery.
Avoid any mention of yourself at all, except in the metioning that you can’t believe you
are talking to the person. And do this only once, and at the beginning of the
conversation, or it will start grinding on the listeners' ears. Instead, go on to your
examples of how great the person is, and where you saw them doing some "incredible" thing.
Example: You are a R.I.P in the army. You are in a pub, when the
W.O.W of your regiment comes in, and orders a drink, and starts talking to the bartender.
You mind your own business, but can’t help overhearing the mention of how your W.O.W’s wife
and he had another argument, and that he is feeling somewhat un-needed. You choke on your
drink, start laughing uproariously, and sputter about how your W.O.W was taken down by his
wife. The next morning, your wife knows about what happened only due to the statistic
in the morning paper.
Instead, let’s try another approach.
Your W.O.W walks into the same pub you are enjoying your evening alcohol in. He orders a
drink, and starts talking to the bartender. You mind your own business, but can’t help
overhearing the mention of how your W.O.W’s wife and he had another argument, and that he
is feeling somewhat un-needed. So, at about the time he says "un-needed", you walk over
to him and say "Hey, you're so-and-so, aren’t you? Oh my Morgoth, I can’t believe I’m
actually talking to YOU! You are the hero of our regiment, you know. We all saw you in
the last war, taking on that elf-lord single handedly! (Actually, you say him fetching a
Screaming Ringwraith for your G.O.D, but HE won’t deny the Elf-Lord incedent!) You slayed
him within two strokes, the final count was... Anybody in the regiment would DIE for
the chance to have your prowess, even for just a day! Wasn’t that the same war you saved
the G.O.D’s life? Yes, I remember that moment! He was felled by a stray arrow, and you
flung off your armor so you could run faster, and rushed him out of battle! What a valiant
minion! Can I buy you a drink? Anything for the greatest W.O.W of all time!"
The next week, you find yourself at the head of a regiment of Uruk-Hai, and with your own
thrall to fetch you Screaming Ringwraiths!
Of course this result is to be desired. But be careful, practice the art of flattery on
smaller things first, and learn all its different aspects, before going for the big stuff!
Written by Aiwendil Khamul