As I watch tourists meandering around Motovun, I am often surprised by a simple question: “How come all of these funny creatures can vote?” Indeed, I cannot believe my own eyes. It is obvious beyond any doubt that they are lost in this world. Besides, they are lost forever. Minus the youngest infants, they all strike me as caricatures of principal vices in all sorts of combinations: pride, avarice, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth. But the next question that comes to my mind gives me comfort pretty fast: “If they can vote, why would I ever wish to vote?” The best question, this. Giving voting rights to all and sundry is one of the most stupefying decisions ever made by the human species. Amazingly, this vaunted freedom is currently practiced in almost all countries around the world. In my own mind, no more than a couple of thousand humans should have voting rights among some eight billion on the planet at this time. And this is perhaps way too generous, as well. How about a couple of hundreds instead? Behold, no-bullshit democracy!