Now, majority is a precious, sacred thing worth dying for. But – like other precious, sacred things, such as the home and the family – it’s not only worth dying for, it can make you wish you were dead. Imagine if all life were determined by majority rule. Every meal would be a pizza. Every pair of pants, even those in a Brooks Brothers suit, would be stone-washed denim. Celebrity diet and exercise books would be the only thing on the shelves at the library. And – since women are a majority of the population – we’d all be married to Mel Gibson. (O’Rourke, 1991, p.5 apud Munger, M. C. “Analyzing Policy – Choices, Conflicts, and Practices, 2000, p.166)
Não resisti, pessoal. Tive que citar.