When I was a teenager I read an Arthur C. Clarke sci-fi novel, Imperial Earth, which was set during the USA’s quincentennial. The book mentions that in 2276, the US chooses its president for one 6 year term via random computer selection. After his or her single term, the president has to go back home and face the neighbors.
Back then I thought that was a clever commentary on ambition, ego, and the presidency, but now I’m starting to think its a good idea.
Sadly, though, President Random won’t be appointed this year, so we’re left with the first election in my adult life in which I am currently undecided about what to do.