From Stalin down to GW Bush, ego and eccentricity has been the bedrock for the thought that a select group of people know what's better for the rest of us than we ourselves do.
I don't even care if my neighbor ever mows his yard again. But my neighbor will get himself elected to office and send some fucktard by with a 437 page manual of lawn turf regulations to site me for infractions. This is hypothetical, I keep my yard mowed. It's the one thing in my life I can assert dominance and control over without it talking back.
I can't imagine the flagellation in congress during war. It would boggle the mortal minds of us in flats and single family dwellings. You have 535 sociopath's all with a book of blank checks backed by the world's largest economic engine and all looking to get re-elected.
You'll get these entrenched bunch of entitled buzzards to do the right thing when:
I nominate Tom Waits for President of the World. Here is his campaign promises.
Ones I can get behind.