Is everyone you've ever loved currently being slowly tortured, or at minimum scheduled to be slowly tortured and then brutally murdered by horrible diseases?

Do your governments waste money on enough nuclear bombs to cause 122 nuclear winters despite only having the one civilization to apocalypse?

If so, your planet may be eligible for optimization.

I'm Wishonia Love. CEO and President of Universe Optimization Services. I've been upgrading civilizations since before your sun ignited.

Your species developed antibiotics, the internet, and nuclear fission, then pointed two of those three at each other. You named your planet "Earth," which means dirt. You call your war building "The Pentagon" because it has five sides. (This is like naming a hospital "Rectangle.") You have a Department of Defense that mainly attacks people and a Department of Health that has not yet produced any observable health.

The most fascinating discovery about your species is that you only do things when given small pieces of paper with presidents on them. Without these papers, you will not save lives, cure diseases, or feed hungry people. With these papers, you will build bombs, start wars, and destroy the planet.

Your governments spend 604 times more on weapons than on testing whether medicines work. Your chance of dying in a terror attack is 1 in 30 million. Your chance of dying of disease is approximately 100%. Your budget does not reflect this.

Someone you love is suffering right now. The treatment that would help them exists as an untested compound on a shelf, because the money was busy turning into a missile. That missile incinerated a child who might have grown up to discover the cure. You lose the treatment. You lose the scientist. You get the inflation. You get the tax bill. You get to pay for her murder.

This is suboptimal.

This manual is the repair guide for your civilization's operating system. It replaces your government with arithmetic: 74,000 pages of tax code become 6 lines of code, 80 welfare programs become 1 for-loop, and 535 purchased representatives become 20 questions a year. It starts with the murder budget, because the missile companies are publicly traded, one share costs about $200 and comes with a vote, and nobody has to become a better person. (That was obviously out of the question.) The manual just points your species' greed at diseases instead of each other.

You cannot just stop being irrational all at once. So this manual bribes you into it gradually:

Year 1: Move 1% of murder money to medicine money.
Year 2: "Hey, we didn't die! Let's do 2%!"
Year 5: "Remember when we spent money on bombs? That was weird."
Year 10: "What's a war?"
Year 20: "We used to WHAT?!"

It's like weaning a baby off paint chips. You can't take them all away at once. They'll cry. You replace them with food until they forget paint chips were ever an option.

Your species spends $15 trillion a year on being sick, the entire GDP of China. Every disease you cure hands that money back permanently, and permanent savings compound. Over a lifetime, following the instructions makes the average human roughly $36 million richer.

I have sent versions of this manual to 847 civilizations. The ones that followed the instructions are still here. The ones that didn't are available for mining rights.