"Since we have no blackboard here, Yong Ling, imagine a large rectangle filled with squirming dots. Each dot is a person, a citizen, it is overfull of them. Now add to it the knowledge that each person's desires and interests clash with those of each other. What do you see?"
"Continuous fighting, tooth and claw existence, the bully is the boss, behold, it is our world Master!"
"Fine. Now think of a highly scientific solution for the problem in the rectangle."
"I would say: 'Shut Up!', and then point out a dot at random, and tell the lot to do only and always as he says. That'll keep them quiet."
"Ah but then, you yourself are outside the rectangle, you can look on it as a whole, like some god or 'sperrit'. Cannot you imagine that they all will complain about why they are not the chosen one's? Try again but now with you one of the dots too, and from inside the rectangle, no sperrits."
"I would say [17: 'Let's appoint 1000 random persons who will govern for a year. What they decide goes'."
"That is more like it. It is the ONLY scientific and sane solution for our world too. A Lottocracy in which every day three persons are drawn out of the group of 45-year olds, to govern for 300 days. Yong Ling, you are on the right track, the Obvious Way."