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I’d just skip to the part where I fuck off into space forever.
I mean i’d at least materialize food for starving people first, and probably snap the most hideous diseases and parasites out of existence, then fucking off into space.
Technically speaking, you fuck off into space, create the DC universe, and create “The New 52”, one of the worst DC reboots in DC history…and that’s saying something.
IIRC it took him three years to come to grips with even using those powers. So, probably that.
Honestly Dr.manhattan was kinda dumb. “Oh I need to stop humanity from nuking itself” meanwhile I demonstrate easy ability to travel to other planets. Meaning I coooooooould of made humanity interplanetary, which would greatly reduce the likelihood of any humanity killing apocalypse.
So I’d get human colonies on the Moon, Mars and maybe Venus. Then focus on unfucking the Earths biosphere. Then focus on eliminating world hunger and bringing a higher standard of living to all mankind.
Then I’d fuck off to space and let humanity kind figure it out knowing they proooooobably won’t kill themselves anymore.
Honestly Dr.manhattan was kinda dumb. “Oh I need to stop humanity from nuking itself” meanwhile I demonstrate easy ability to travel to other planets.
Doctor Manhattan’s ability to save the human race wasn’t the issue. He was basically a god. It was his willingness. He didn’t feel the need to stop humanity doing anything:
A live body and a dead body contain the same number of particles. Structurally, there’s no discernible difference. Life and death are unquantifiable abstracts. Why should I be concerned?
They’re unquantifiable to us. Manhattan had a brain the size of a planet; certainly he could have answered the riddle of “what defines life.” That part bothered me.
But you’re right, his problem was attitude.
I have no idea tmhow to quote things. But dude that last part is such a shit take. There’s no structural difference between my phone as with a full charge and my phone without, why do I care, because it’s fucking dead.
The point is he’s so far beyond humanity that he doesn’t care. He relates less with humans than you do with your phone.
If he just gave zero shits about humanity, then why did he kill Rorschach.
Do you really wanna make a species close to self annihilation multiplanetary though? It’s probably pretty easy to nudge a few asteroids the wrong way given the right drive technology…so not sure space colonies would change the likelihood of doom.
I mean it wouldn’t eliminate the likelihood it would just decrease it. And do I want an endangered species to become multiplanetary? Yeah kinda. We saw one of the best expansions and developments of culture and morals when there were still places to explore. Places for new cultures to form. If we can have that again given the current cultural climate, who knows what could happen.
You should ask the indigenous people of the places we explored about our culture and morals. Are you sure you’re not confusing Star Trek with reality?
I’d probably want to use his powers of clairvoyance and superhuman intelligence to decide on what to do next.
But with my average human intelligence, I’d materialize money so I can retire. Wait…Dr. Manhattan is immortal…yeah I’m really going to want to use the brain power thing to come up with something better.
I read a book as a kid where someone got a stone they could ask questions to and always get the right answer.
The trick was to
ask the stone what you SHOULD do to instead of how to do a particular thing. Otherwise, you’d end up with genie-style like consequences.
So yea I’d probably figure out the best way to get humanity to the point where things are pretty good. Possibly deal with corruption, set up a better governance/financial structure, etc. But they key is to figure out what to do after I get the powers, not before
I’d go straight to Google and look up “Dr. Manhattan”.
Honestly, I’d recommend that anyway. He is a character from a comic book written by Alan Moore. It’s a reasonably quick read and is one of my favorite examples of comic books as a literary form. It’s very thoughtful for a superhero story and features one of my favorite fictional villains of all time.
Head down to the local comic book store and ask there instead. They’ll send you home with one of the finest comic books ever penned.
Hang blue dong, of course
Obviously.
Teraform Mars and Venus and do my best to setup a truly democratic post scarcity society.
I think the hard part will be creating systems to keep any one person or group from gaming the system for power and getting them to eventually become self sufficient so I don’t need to babysit humanity for all eternity.
truly democratic
But is that really a good thing though? Considering most people are generally idiots and are easily brainwashed by social media.
I mean, alot would need to change. I don’t mean take today’s society and just plop them down on Mars. But also, truly democratic. But, look at where having people making the decisions for us had gotten us.
I’m talking about a society where holding an office is a civic duty, not a job or a life time aspiration, but most matters of policy would be to a consensus, not the job of some career politician who’s more concerned with their career or wealth than what’s truly the best for everyone. And given this is a post scarcity society, there should be the same drive for wealth since that power dynamic shouldn’t exist anymore.
Need some cliff notes of what the powers are.
For all practical purposes, you are god. Manhattan has command over matter, is immortal, can create copies of himself, can change his size at will, can see the future, and so on.
Essentially his story is about a man in an alternate timeline during the Cold War, becoming a god on accident, who then slowly grows weary of human problems and bickering the more he loses touch with his own humanity.
He could fix mankind’s every problem, but what are their problems even on a cosmic scale, how petty are they in their fights over ideology and resources? And every time he does it they want more and more from him.
realize I’m just a puppet who can see the strings
First thing, I’d probably solve practical fusion power and distribute that info worldwide… make it as available as the knowledge for building a fission reactor is today. Then, I’d set out away from humanity, into space. I’d start by visiting the nearest several dozen solar systems to begin the terraforming process on a handful of planets. Once started, I’d signal back to Earth that I’d done this and that the planets would be ready for settlement in about two hundred years. I would then go on to build an Expanse type “ring space” pocket dimension with wormholes connecting all these star systems, but put the “Sol gate” to this network in orbit of Saturn. Hopefully this would limit humanity’s settlement rush to some unmanned probes for the first dozen or so years, possibly only seeing manned missions in about a century, but not make it impossible that humans could spread amongst the stars using the gates. Once most of the systems wirh gates are settled, I’d return to gift the knowledge of gate building along with several dozen more star systems all with ready terraformed planets.
And thus began the Gate Wars… ;)
Learn a second language, see Paris, convince billionaires that for enough money I can take them to mars.
Perform blood soaked reenactment of Event Horizon/Titan submersible.
Make a human centipede of Crowder, Shapiro and Walsh. Give back women their rights and hand them power.
Go to mars and watch shit play out.
Maybe ask Christina Ricci is she’d like lunch or something.
Destroy Mercury. I don’t like the look of what it’s planning.
You know, #justgirlythings
Honestly? Probably go back to sleep.
Gangbang the Baroness (my wife).
I would put myself into a lamp and be a genie. It would be fun to see what people wish for. It would also be fun to be like " hmmm are you sure you want that specific wish"?
Lets be real here, I wake up, realize I have powers, masturbate, switch myself to the opposite sex, masturbate, clone myself, sex myself, masturbate … 53 vile acts later … get out of bed, maybe give poor people a bunch of money or something
