My American magical life
Chapter 780 - 780 33 Wanting to Play with Him with an AR15

780: Chapter 33 Wanting to Play with Him with an AR15 780: Chapter 33 Wanting to Play with Him with an AR15 “Indeed, populism, undoubtedly populism, gentlemen, from the perspective of scholars like us, there is no fundamental difference between so-called MAGA and NC.”

“Their difference is only a change in name, a change in slogan, but ultimately it’s the tyranny of the majority.”

“Like that man, a type of political leader, very deceptive and incendiary, he shouted the slogan to make America great again before taking office, but as it turns out, there is nothing great about America now.”

A UCLA professor is lecturing Cheng Daqi and a few others.

As a professor deeply rooted in California, his political views have a clear leftist inclination.

Wolf did not speak, just thought quietly, but Cort couldn’t wait to ask.

“Professor, isn’t the will of the majority in America the public opinion?

That’s different from the tyranny of the majority.”

The professor pushed his glasses up, looked at Cort with disdain, and mocked.

“Mr.

Cort, you cannot expect the collective decision-making of ordinary people to be wise; the vast majority are lazy and insatiable, he…”

“Elitism?” Wolf asked.

The professor waved his hands repeatedly, retorting Wolf with a firm attitude.

“No no no!

The dualistic view was abolished two thousand years ago, negating the ‘correctness’ of the majority does not mean I agree with the ‘correctness’ of the minority; in this regard, I’m more of a pessimist.”

“The decisions of the majority do not mean they are correct, you know, leaders are elected, hmm.”

A checkmate, leaving Cort dizzy.

Hearing the professor mention leaders, Mi’er, who was initially drowsy, suddenly perked up.

“Professor, in your narrative logic, does it seem that the difference between our Great Commander and those leaders is just a war?”

“The sample differences are too large, they have certain similarities in some respects, but the fundamental differences are very significant, so this lady’s idea is still too bold.”

“Call me Temir, um, I have another question, professor, are you interested in becoming a distinguished researcher at the California Joel Dracula Institute?”

Wolf, thinking of something, smiled and shook his head.

“Of course, it would be my honor.”

The professor from UCLA beamed with joy and hurriedly accepted the role.

Some say that America’s scientists do not need to be toasted, which is purely an illusion.

Academic elites exist everywhere, in a situation of limited resources, groups that monopolize the upstream of resources will inevitably breed academic elites; it’s human nature.

The Joel Dracula Institute belongs to Cheng Daqi, Mi’er, Wolf, and others who jointly financed the think tank in memory of the nearly centenarian Joel—that’s the official story.

In reality, it’s their brainstorming team.

Wolf wants to campaign in America’s political arena; he needs advisers.

Cheng Daqi and Mi’er’s ventures touch on the area of rule innovation; in the process of dealing with different interest groups, they also need advisers.

Today’s ‘lecture’ is a special job interview; bringing Cort was specifically instructed by Cheng Daqi, who wanted to broaden the horizons of the veteran.

As the professor packed up his files to leave, Cheng Daqi finally spoke.

“Professor, I’ve heard a saying, ‘The people united are invincible,’ this concept has similar expressions in different eras, nations, and social consciousness.

Yet, this viewpoint seems to contradict your opinion; do you have any unique insights to share with me?”

Mi’er was no longer sleepy; she pursed her lips and quietly looked at Cheng Daqi, her gaze deep and compassionate.

She knows how Cheng Daqi’s life has gradually reached this point today, and she feels sorry for her man.

Cort didn’t notice anything, but Wolf beside him put down his phone, the Sect Leader of the Dracula Family looked at Cheng Daqi in surprise but didn’t say much.

The professor was stunned by Cheng Daqi’s question, or rather, he paused.

Then, this renowned UCLA professor of political science said wistfully,

“This is an interesting question, sir, an interesting question.

‘The people united are invincible’, this statement itself isn’t wrong, but being invincible doesn’t mean omnipotent.

They can unite to form a consensus, to resist oppression, but it can also lead to true, unstoppable tyranny.

For example, chaos, dictatorship, etc., the power of the majority ultimately needs representatives, and the actions of these representatives…

like the leaders, their actions can’t be regulated and are uncontrollable.

No one can truly be great, the scientific nature of authoritarianism has a necessary premise—a god who can do anything, but it seems God has abandoned his followers.

That’s why I feel pessimistic about the current state of America.”

Wolf was somewhat disengaged, complaining to Cheng Daqi.

“We’re back to the realm of elitism, I think he’s more suited to be an adviser for the Democratic Party, not for us.”

The professor suddenly became anxious; this was a position with a salary of one hundred thousand and funding in the millions, he really wanted to serve these people.

“No, Mr.

Wolf, I…”

“It’s alright, having some different dissenting opinions as references is necessary, Wolf, he’s not bad.”

Cheng Daqi made the decision, and Mi’er signaled for the next person to come in.

The apprehensive professor left, and the next interviewee continued to pitch his views.

Cheng Daqi and the others each posed a question, and these interviewees provided different reasoning pathways to demonstrate their wisdom.