If you're anything like me, you're constantly, pants-soilingly furious that the world hadn't given you your due. "Damn you, you motherfuckers!" I scream every morning at the world, or more accurately, the portion of the world visible from my front door - which includes a length of sidewalk and a day care across the street. "If there was any justice in the world, I'd be carried around on the backs of people like you," I tell fellow commuters at the bus stop, who often concede my point and offer to make space for me as a sort of token reparation. "When I'm in charge, pants will be an option, and not the chains of your tyranny," I tell the human resources director, again every morning. But unlike you, with your Cheetos stained fingers and Cheetos stained private parts, I've actually got the tools to correct these deficiencies in the world, to bend these simpler minds to appreciate the glory I have hammered out with my brain. Although there's some ethical issues with this (it's completely unethical, that's the main one) I feel I've learned enough from my experience to share these techniques of manipulation and coercion with you. Whether you use these persuasion techniques to start your own cult of personality, or merely get a date, I wish you well on your journey.
Also, they hate the son of Hercules.How the world works is this: it doesn't, because it is full of incredibly stupid people. Laying out a rational, well reasoned argument to an average American is like wearing a condom while eating at Burger King - it's ineffectual and makes everyone present confused and lose their appetites. The kind of mind that looks at a can of Axe Bodyspray and thinks "Hmmm, that's not a bad idea," is completely immune to the powers of evidence and logic.
Look at these gorgeous motherfuckers. These shoes could run your life better than you.
"THIS DOES NOT CONCERN YOU, EPA-MAN."Unfortunately good public speaking skills don't come easy, and may be impossible for some people (Floridians) to learn at all. A larger problem, again, is the people themselves, with their corn-like intelligences. While the will be readily convinced while you're actually talking, as soon as you go away, they're apt to forget everything you said, and return to rooting around in their own assholes, or whatever they were doing before you started talking.
"I can seriously bite a pencil in half."
Sometimes I'll douse a few in LSD and serve them to schoolchildren.
Also no talent and resources and charm? Even if you did possess these characteristics, it's hard work. I've been working on this myself for a few years, in the form of a column at a middle-brow comedy site. Building your audience isn't easy, and thanks to setbacks like that one mass suicide in 2009, it's slow work, burdened by tedious, transparent self promotion. Beyond that, the only other advice I can offer is to read my column every week, and write the url for it (http://www.cracked.com/blog/author/chris-bucholz/) on various surfaces around your home town.
Lack of stretch pants?
Highly visible tattoos are also acceptable.
Of course from a strictly technical sense, this isn't bending someone to your will, as much as it is securing temporary, conditional cooperation. To get these people in your camp permanently, you're going to need a steady supply of money to get them addicted and then dependent on your largess. If you have that media empire already, this shouldn't be too tricky. Alternately try leveraging an initial bribe to access the public treasury. This is called a kleptocracy, and there are absolutely no downsides to one, so long as you're the one perpetrating it.
Except for the people who make the bags of course. They envy no man.
Just stare at the sky for a few more wheels and everything will be OK.
Perhaps if I just solder dozens of Komodo dragons together. There is no way that wouldn't be worth at least a shot.
Every knee shall bow. In the direction of the Arby's off of Main Street.
"Now unzip your pants."
If this wagon's a-rockin, vile plots are a-foot.
Forget 'morale-boosters,' we'd rather have the money.
Trends among women trigger a level of contempt that's way beyond what is deserved.
Buckle up. This article is gonna be wild.