I went to Benjamin’s for lunch. As usual when I am alone, I sat at a table across the aisle from the bar. The television set was on the wall right above me, and it was turned on although no-one was watching. I was already eating when I realized that one of the candidates in the upcoming presidential elections was being interviewed. I do not follow the Croatian political scene, and so I had never even heard of the candidate. Every now and then, I would hear a sentence or two from the interview. “I am a true democrat,” I heard the candidate at some point. “I respect the majority’s opinion.” The statement took me by surprise. “I am not a democrat,” I almost responded, “either true or otherwise.” Indeed, I do not respect the majority’s opinion. Quite the opposite, as a matter of fact. As far as I am concerned, the majority is in the wrong most of the time, if not all of the time. Which is why I despise its opinion on almost anything under the sun. Still, the statement started me thinking about democracy in all its guises. Would I respect the opinion of the majority of any select group, such as the Roman or Venetian senate? Going all the way to the tribal past, would I respect the opinion of most of the elders? No matter how I phrased the question, I had hard time coming up with the candidate’s statement, whose clarity was almost electrifying. Anyhow, I am definitely not a democrat, let alone a true one. Even the elderly of a tribe would have hard time persuading me to respect their opinion. And they would have to do it over and over again.