A slick politician in a $5,000 suit rolled into a tiny, dirt-poor village in a fleet of black SUVs....
He gathered the locals and shouted, "My people! You have suffered long enough! I am here to grant you two wishes. Anything! Don't worry about the cost—I'm the one signing the checks!"
The village elder stepped forward. "Well, sir, our first wish is for a world-class hospital. Our people are sick, and the nearest doctor is two days away."
"Say no more!" the minister cried. He whipped out the latest iPhone, held it to his ear, and started pacing around aggressively.
"Hello? Get me the Health Minister! Yes, I'm in the village. Listen, cancel the stadium project! I want a five-story hospital built here by Friday. Top-tier surgeons! Gold-plated stethoscopes! Get it done!"
He slammed the phone shut, wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, and looked at them heroically. "It's handled. Now, what's your second wish?"
The villagers looked at each other, then back at him. "Actually, sir... our second wish is for a mobile network tower, because there hasn't been a signal in this village for twenty years.
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