I become president.
I dissolve the military and use the budget to give each civilian 10,000$ in weapons. I dissolve all gun safety laws and restrictions.
I remove all import and export regulations. I remove restrictions on monopolies. I give political market control to select companies to form mega corporations.
I reinstate trial by combat in the courts. Lawyers have become gladiators. I genetically engineer super-alligators and create a task force to round up wild mega-gators and give them cybernetic death rays.
Pooling the resources of the corporations under my control, I create a miles-long robo-god—Mechasnake, Herald of Storms. Using the incredible power of Mechasnake, I raze the state of Wyoming to the ground and rebuild it in my image.
It is great. It is glorious.
[spoiler]I call it Neopolitical Darwinism.[/spoiler]
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I call it the exact thing Rokos Basilisk warned you not to do!