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If I could obtain whatever I wanted to change the world, here's what I'd do. I'd get myself two things: some sort of orbital beam weapon capable of obliterating anything from a city up to an entire planet and an army of robots. Then I'd blow up the Moon or Mars or something to show I can do it, have every single nation surrender to me, and crown myself Emperor.
Then I could start making changes to this world. First of all, the elimination of any and all forms of organized religion. So much more trouble than it's worth, with that alone you eliminate a whole load of problem. Jews making claims to Israel in the middle-east? Screw it, fantasy stories have no place in serious matters. In fact, you can't even call yourself a jew anymore anyway. Various cults extracting money from their followers or performing other acts while hiding behind the cover of religion? Well, if all organized religions become criminal organizations according to the law, then hide behind religion all you want. Of course those are but a few examples, all current conflicts caused by religion would also cease. People wouldn't accept it? Well, fine, but then here's what would happen: Say the middle-east instantly burst into neverending riots upon hearing this. It'd get vaporised by my orbital death ray. Best scenario, other areas suddently get a whole lot calmer. Worst scenario, the whole world does the same as the middle-east. If that's the case, then this shithole isn't worth saving, so it's time to extinguish all life upon this planet, with myself being the first hit by the beam. So now religion has been eliminated and the world is a whole lot quieter. What next? No matter what happens, there will be small pockets of people resisting here and there. Which means it's time to enact martial law and to deploy my army of robots to crush outlaws. Civilian casualties are to be expected, but that's a small price to pay. With this taken care of, it's time to succeed where everyone who tried failed... Communism! Well, stalinism. Some kind of stalinism anyway. Everywhere this was attempted suffered from one major problem: the human factor. You need people to direct other people, and those people will invariably gain power and use it for their own purpose. Moreso if the government through its various branches happens to control everything. Then high ranking government officials can take advantage of everyone else. That's no problem here, though, since instead of using people I'll be using my army of incorruptible robots to keep everyone in check! By that time I'll have the whole world (well, the parts I haven't scorched with plasma anyway) working for me, building palaces which I wouldn't use, more death robots, or whatever I might need so I can live as a god for the rest of my life. Given a few year, the world will turn into something that makes 1984 look like heaven. Once I die, my army of robots will keep oppressing people and following the same directives they had until the system eventually breaks for one reason or another, after a thousand years or more if I did a good job designing it. Then for the first time people everywhere would be free from tyranny, their differences ironed out by centuries of common oppression, and could start anew to build a perfect world. Of course it wouldn't last six months before going to shit, with people fragmenting into nations once again and returning to the same situation we've had for all of human history so far. Then after a few thousand years someone would rise up and do the exact same thing I did all over again. Repeat ad infinitum. The chances of this happening are a bit low I must admit. Oh well, a man can dream. Jam it back in, in the dark. |