Nothing. USD 50 billion would put me in a position which would be truely envied by my enemies, and living well is the best revenge, so… Nothing is exactly what I would do to / about / for them.
I wouldn’t if it was *my *50 billion. Somebody else’s? Let’s make it 100!
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Find out where the high school bulley lives now. Buy property on all three sides of him and build the biggest McMansion local codes and bribes will allow. Blast Rebecca Black’s “Friday” at top volume all night. When cops show up offer to prepay the noise ordinance fine for the next 10 years. Repeat process every time he moves.
I’d also try to figure out how to get back at the local Sierra Club chapter. Maybe bring back the Hummer brand and build a dealership next to their headquarters.
I’d also buy a light bulb factory. Have them make as many incandescent bulbs as possible before the ban. Give them away free since they can’t be “sold” to anyone who asks who didn’t think to stockpile them like I’m doing.
SOB. I was all prepared for epinephrine-filled syringes and a hacksaw, and an alibi, and a former landlord who insulted me seven or so years ago, and another about eight or nine years ago.
Beyond that, I don’t know. Trying to think of something good, but without maiming and torturing, what’s the point?
Excellent. Now I have the Dan’s “Black Friday” stuck in my ears and I have to go to work in a few hours.
Nimrod was a mighty hunter.
ETA but you’re better!