I’ve been very bored at night… pissed off and in a ranting mood.
Also, i’m tired of stupid people so here is my plan should i ever dominate the world. Slim chance, I know, but one can only hope and dream right?
Pre-Domination: All continents will be pushed together using giant cranes. This will ensure easier shipment of goods and an easier way of life. The continent will just be known as “The big country” for simplicity instead of some fancy name which would be named after me… i’m not that egotistical.
Step one: Stupid people are a problem. Immediately, once the world has been taken over everyone will be forced to take an IQ test, anyone under 100 will be shipped to “The island”. If someone challenges this and thinks they are smart enough to stay in the big country then they can take another test that deals with pure logic and patience, if they are found stupid in terms of their IQ and on top of it impatient and unable to think logically they will be taken to the island. This will ensure that no one in the big country has to deal with stressful situations dealing with completely annoying and stupid people that we deal with on a regular basis.
Step two: Optimizing power. Thats right! Free electricity and power. The way this will be obtained is that the stupid people that are shipped off to the island will still have jobs and make money and have their own places to live (i’m not that cruel) but their jobs will all involve things we don’t want to do that require simplicity. Mostly, hampster wheels, giant hampster wheels. What this means is that the stupid people will run on the hampster wheels which run generators, eliminating any need for gasoline generators or hydroelectricity. This means all natural electricity. But what about gas? I thought of that too. We will construct giant oil pumps and refineries and have those run off of hampster wheels (some way or another) as well. This means that everything is run by stupid people on giant hampster wheels.
Step three: Keeping the stupid people at bay. I realize that if stupid people run on wheels all day while we relax in luxury that they will grow amazingly strong legs, making them lethal bruce lee or chuck norris legs of pure death. I have taken this into consideration and decided that there will be a numbered and LIMITED amount of wheels, so that the stupid people take 30 minute incriment shifts so that the wheel is on at all times, but not more than one stupid person on the wheel at any more than 30 minutes to ensure that they do their job but don’t get too strong doing it. We wouldn’t want to be overthrown by idiots.
Now… I also realize that stupid people need someone to tell them what to do, keep them in line. Thats why I would hire the smart people you grew up with in school that were highly annoying that wore suspenders and laughed like steve erkel. some of these people have managed to grow quite an ego and just want to be in control after being picked on in school. So we will allow them to actually run the island. Now, we won’t give them weapons, just whips or jumpropes to keep the idiots in line. This will ensure that these smart and intelligent yet egotistical people who control them cannot raise an army as we will not let them have boats or planes, simply live on the island and control the idiots.
Step 4: The IQ border. We don’t want any sneaky idiots getting into the big country. Now, I realize that is a contradiction… sneaky idiot… anyway… the border will be a giant 25ft titanium wall with laser beams mounted within every 25ft distance from section to section ensuring complete coverage of the entire border. Now, the lasers won’t shoot anyone… to enter into the country you must pass through a security gate, 4 on each side for ease of entering and it will scan your IQ and see if you’ve passed the test to get in. If you do, you get in, if you don’t you have 30 seconds to step away from the gate and come back where you came from. For example:
“Human, please step forward to be scanned” cool humming noise
“HAHA that tickles durrrrr”
“Human, your IQ is 85, you may not enter the big country”
“Whatever, i do what i want!”
“Human, this is your last warning, please step back.”
“You robot son of a bitch!”
“Goodbye human zzzzzzzt”
"AHHH MY F*CKING ARMS! they’re gone!
Now, with lasers making limbs go missing they make sure they don’t bleed to death by cutting with lasers ensuring that they still live, and making sure that they don’t miss legs, ensuring they can go back to the island and continue their daily life. Cool eh? I thought of that as well.