With his undergraduate certificate on politics in his hand and all his classmates next to him, John's mind was already ahead in the great things he would achieve with his new knowledge. He knew that as a top graduate from one of the best schools in the world, The University of Oxford, he would be on the top of the world in whatever he wanted to do, and that he was certainly one of the best people to rule over the simple masses. He knew he sounded self-centered, but wasn't it the truth? He knew. He knew so much more than most of the people. He looked around at the people around him, his classmates, and smiled. With these people he would change the way this planet was ruled, change the ways people were thinking, they would be capable of that.

John had been accepted to Oxford staight from high school. It wasn't a surprise, neither to himself nor to his parents or relatives. Everyone had expected great things of him straight from the start. His father was a delegate in the United Nations, mother had taken care of John until he was old enough for her to go back to work as a professor in the University of Edinburgh School of Social and Political Sciences, he had gone to the best boarding school there was in the country and nothing was on his way. Yes, he was perhaps a bit too used to have his way, as an only child and as a part of the priviledged class of students with their own apartments. He hadn't been used to share. But, his father had said to his mother when she had been worried about it, wasn't that how a politician should be? He would achieve great things by being sure of himself. Wasn't that how the world worked nowadays? So they let him be, self-confident, proud and arrogant.

At first John would've wanted to continue direct to do a Masters degree. But here his father had, perhaps for the first time in his life, opposed him. He felt his son was growing a little too much away from the real world. Without taking a gap year at some point, he was afraid he would never quite understand what it was like to live outside his small circle of what he called silently in his mind Winners. After talking with John's mother they had decided they would strongly disagree with his will, telling him to go travel and see the world. One year, and he would learn so much.

John was annoyed. That was actually an understatement - he was mad, he raged. How did they dare to oppose him? But he did not have money of his own, he had never worked in his entire life, and since his parents told him they wouldn't pay his tuition fees if he decided to do his masters straightaway, he had to bend. But to go and learn outside university, by travelling? He, who knew more than 98 per cent of the world's population did, and the two remaining percent being teachers or students in the university, the only place he wasn't allowed to go. No, he wouldn't learn anything, he was sure of that. But instead, another kind of plan had started to form in his mind. He would go and teach. He would leave, and tell as many people as he could what was right and what was wrong. He would be a saviour to the masses. And where could that work better than in the United States, where people were so ignorant that they didn't care to follow the politics, that they didn't protest against the democratic system that wasn't actually democratic, that they had actually voted for George Bush once, even though they had later on changed to Obama. Yes, that would be perfect. He'd save the United States from ignorance.

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