Constitution of
The Republic of Reasonable Things
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Other regimes had five-year plans. We have five minutes, because the Leader has a lot on. Within five minutes of taking office, every town square will look like this: synchronized naps, one flavor of ice cream, trees trimmed into perfect spheres, and a loudspeaker that only says nice things, loudly.
Click around. Everything is going according to plan. The plan is mostly this picture.
In which the campaign, against legal advice, thinks about it for a minute.
The benevolent dictator is one of the oldest ideas in political philosophy. Plato's Republic imagined philosopher-kings: rulers trained from childhood to be wise and incorruptible. Thomas Hobbes argued in Leviathan (1651) that people hand power to a strong sovereign to escape a life "solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short." Even software projects, half as a joke, crown founders "Benevolent Dictator for Life" so someone can break the tie.
"Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely," wrote Lord Acton in 1887. The trouble isn't the first benevolent dictator. It's the second one. Who picks them? What happens when the wise ruler gets tired, or stubborn, or dies, and the job goes to a nephew who likes parades? A system that depends on one good person is a system waiting for one bad day.
We have thought about it carefully, and the succession plan is the whole problem. We have formed a committee to address it. Our rivals at the Department of Approvals say this is exactly how it starts. They may have a point. We have asked them to submit it in triplicate. Hear the competing idea.
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