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Wie jeder weiß, macht die Regierung alles falsch. Konzerne ebenfalls. Und die Medien natürlich auch...
Zum Glück gibt es mich. Niemand vor mir hat je so sinnvolle Ideen gebracht wie ich. Niemand. Nicht mal Trump.
Und ich werde die Welt in unvorstellbarem Maße verändern, indem ich die Ideen hier auf Wattpad veröffentliche.
Denn natürlich werden alle Politiker, Manager und überhaupt jeder, der irgendwie wichtig ist, dieses Buch lesen und meine Ideen eins zu eins umsetzen. Weil die sind ja so perfekt und so toll.
Okay, Spaß beiseite... Vieles läuft gut in der Politik, Gesellschaft oder wo auch immer. Und wenn es so einfach wäre, die Sachen, die schlecht laufen, zu verbessern, dann hätte man sie schon längst verbessert.
Trotzdem denke ich mir öfter - und ich bin vermutlich bei Weitem nicht der Einzige - warum man das so und nicht anders macht.
Natürlich bin ich kein Experte und meine Ideen sind wahrscheinlich auch nicht immer so einfach umsetzbar, aber versteht sie einfach mehr als Denkanstöße als als Klugscheißerei.
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