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“Ik onderscheid vijf typen indicatorisme: 1. het uitvoeren van makkelijke, indicator verbeterende taken; 2. het vermijden van moeilijke, indicator verslechterende taken; 3. het verbeteren van een indicator voor de korte termijn, ten koste van de langetermijndoelen; 4. het negeren van taken die niet in een indicator zijn opgenomen; 5. het manipuleren of frauderen om een indicator te verbeteren.”

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