Give the people what they want, possibly the best way to artistic (or, sometimes, politic) success. It’s the last teen white-blond-girl that strip on stage for middle-class masses, or huge black-armed rapper that make feel you so honest (and safe); or your congressman of whom you don’t know even the name. No differences. Give the people what they want, let ‘em choose but don’t let ‘em DECIDE. You decide, they could only choose what follow. Let ‘em vote but don’t let ‘em write a name. A cross is enough.