A little over the top

John Power from St. John's, Newfoundland writes:

Since my return to this land of promise, I have been in awe. I have skied Marble, snowmobiled the Long Range Mountains, and caught salmon in our great rivers. I have hiked the cliffs of the Avalon and toured the island by bike. I have tasted the fine cuisines offered in St. John’s and have enjoyed the local and imported talent that provides us with great entertainment. This is our land, a land of opportunity and a land of plenty. Stay the course Saint Danny, and thank you!

Yes, thank you, "Saint Danny" [cripes!] for erecting the Long Range Mountains and the cliffs.

Thank you, "Saint Danny", for seeding our great rivers with salmon.

Napoleon was now never spoken of simply as "Napoleon." He was always referred to in formal style as "our Leader, Comrade Napoleon," and this pigs liked to invent for him such titles as Father of All Animals, Terror of Mankind, Protector of the Sheep-fold, Ducklings' Friend, and the like. In his speeches, Squealer would talk with the tears rolling down his cheeks of Napoleon's wisdom the goodness of his heart, and the deep love he bore to all animals everywhere, even and especially the unhappy animals who still lived in ignorance and slavery on other farms. It had become usual to give Napoleon the credit for every successful achievement and every stroke of good fortune. You would often hear one hen remark to another, "Under the guidance of our Leader, Comrade Napoleon, I have laid five eggs in six days"; or two cows, enjoying a drink at the pool, would exclaim, "Thanks to the leadership of Comrade Napoleon, how excellent this water tastes!"

— George Orwell, Animal Farm