Chapter 1376 - 447: Actually, I Am a Follower of Keynesian Economics, Believing in Managed Democracy_2

Chapter 1376: Chapter 447: Actually, I Am a Follower of Keynesian Economics, Believing in Managed Democracy_2

The most typical symptom is that you’re most likely to shop on Taobao at night, but not during the day.

Historically, several Federation presidential candidates have laid their foundations for victory through this kind of propaganda method.

It’s a commonly used tactic.

However, while Lin Miao wasn’t in a rush, Pan’an was already anxious, itching to storm the media company’s building with a machine gun to shoot those bullshit-talking bastards.

Seeing Lin Miao leisurely watching Super Dreams in the office only made her more anxious, jumping up and down.

"Aren’t you going to do something? Those people are almost fabricating rumors out of thin air."

"What do you think I should do?"

"Like..."

Pan’an gestured with her hands, recalling the things companies and politicians would do.

"Shoot commercials or hold press conferences to fight back, something like that."

Lin Miao took off the Super Dream Headband and, seeing Pan’an’s angry expression, found it amusing.

"The media industry in New America is practically in their hands. They can slander me on any popular show, talk show, social platform, or TV prime time, distorting my policies. Even if you know it’s a lie, after hearing it a thousand times, everyone will think it’s the truth."

"Fighting them in this industry is like crashing into a bullet train head-on. Do you think I could die fast enough?"

"Pan’an, do you know the first rule of playing politics?"

"Hmm?"

"Figure out your position and goals, then find your base according to them. As long as you get the base’s support, you have a foothold."

"Like you, Pan’an, your base is the Adcardo family. They will try their best to support your choices, even if they don’t understand why they still choose to trust you."

"Who do you think our base is?"

Pan’an tried to answer.

"The poor?"

"Yes, but not entirely. More accurately, it’s everyone dissatisfied with the current distribution system. To achieve this, we need to have a detailed survey of Detroit’s residents’ structure, to pinpoint who we can appeal to, and think of ways to explain our policies and ideas to them."

"Pan’an, remember, every loser in the social competition is someone we can win over."

"And we need an undisturbed, unique, and attractive promotional channel and propaganda product."

"I know the channel, is it the Heart of the Horizon you’re working on? Promo products...you’re talking about those Super Dreams?"

Pan’an said with interest.

"That thing’s indeed interesting; people in our tribe love to watch it."

"No, no, no, the one you’re talking about, I did prepare, but right now it’s about the radio or TV programs for the grassroots people, programs that are real and effective for their lives, more akin to the community service terminals I set up in Night City."

"But this time, it’s not speaking with an AI machine; it’s me."

Lin Miao pointed to himself and said.

"Minister of the Efficiency Department of the New American White House, Lin Miao, will speak directly to the public on the program, listening to their difficulties and providing solutions."

How to make the lower classes believe you quickly

That is, by genuinely letting them see you working for them, solving issues for them, and it has to be real, subject to verification.

Whether it’s a show or a performance, just don’t go down to the fields with a shovel like an idiot, looking all neat.

Doing this can accumulate a respectable reputation, but politicians have already worn out this trick.

They’ll invite you on the show, let you talk about your troubles, then put on a face like they’re helping you solve them, give you quality prosthetics, a job, and after the show...

"Bro, I was just kidding, you didn’t take that seriously, right?"

The prosthetics are removed, if you’re lucky, you’re thrown back to the slums, if not, you’re taken out altogether.

Those more ruthless will just hire actors directly.

The public has become almost desensitized to this.

Pan’an was doubtful.

"Do you think it will work?"

"That depends on how much you Adcardo can do. The more you can achieve, the more this program can accomplish."

Lin Miao snapped his fingers, and Alex poked his head out immediately from outside the door.

"Alex, have you prepared what I entrusted you with?"

Alex gritted his teeth audibly.

"Done, my dear Minister, it’s a fireplace built with red bricks and mortar, inside the Intelligence Bureau building."

Even Miles never made such an unreasonable request.

"Excellent."

Lin Miao, smiling, led Pan’an toward the prepared studio, saying as they walked.

"Pan’an, do you know how to make your words more persuasive the fastest?"

"Uh... tone?"

"No, it’s the accent; then comes tone and professionalism."

Lin Miao emphasized.

"You might not have noticed, in Night City, Neon descendants, Mexicans, and locals all speak with an accent, among which the British accent, especially the London accent, creates the most sense of trust. I suggest you learn it."

This is true in real America and Cyber America. Even in the hearts of Cyber America’s public, London accent = upper class = impressive.

This theorem is even valid in American high society. A voice pack lets you understand what others are saying but doesn’t mean you can speak fluent English.

Also, if you could have a charming cleft chin and slightly broader cheeks, it would be even more perfect.