The thing with heroes

The thing with heroes

I’m already having big doubts. Tell is the epitome of the good shooter. Considering how sacred shooting is in our country, replacing the national hero would be a dangerous undertaking. All shooting clubs would be against me, a wave of indignation would sweep me into the sidelines or into the afterlife.

Undisputedly, all four of the first mentioned are heroes. While Tell is a legendary figure, the other three are living idols. So I’m sticking to my idea. So – remove Tell, on the front of one of these models. After all, they are known and loved worldwide. This would improve Switzerland’s image and make it more widely known. Our flagships are just chocolate, cheese and banks with ominous machinations. We would do well to renovate the reputation. What I don’t want to forget is the women. Elisabeth Kopp as the first female Federal Councilor would be considered for the five-lier, as would Gardi Hutter as a clown. Both would advance the fight for equality. Gardi, as a representative of the humorous scene, would soften the serious meaning of money somewhat and ridicule it. A referendum would decide who has priority.

Honestly – every line makes me uncomfortable. Concerns upon concerns. Accepting these male demigods and stamping five francs somewhere? As if living people had anything to do with coins, small change – almost an insult. And the women? Do you even want that? There are also other thoughts of a dubious kind. Should I idolize sports idols? What kind of huge sums of money are being traded there? There is a real market of athletes worldwide. Money is always and everywhere at the top. Should I hype this up? I’m increasingly coming to a dead end in my thoughts. Let’s leave our Willi nationally on the five-lier, at least for the time being.

Questioning attempts to discriminate against these personalities is probably just pure envy. But – I don’t want to be a hero. All the money, I wouldn’t mind, but the hype, no thanks. So I prefer to remain in my somewhat stagnant retired life. I can move freely on the street. Nobody asks me for an autograph or a selfie. And the moral of the story? Wilhelm Tell on the five-liber looks calmly into the future.

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