According to my friend Robert my political platform is unlikely to encourage women to vote for me. I say differently. It may take a little doing, but once I free women from the bondage of trying to emulate Imelda Marcos they’ll thank me.
And if not I can always go into hiding on some remote tropical paradise. Actually that sounds like much more fun to me. Even better, I can set up my own banana republic. With any luck I’ll stumble onto the largest oil reserve ever discovered.
I’ll flood the market with cheap crude and we’ll be able to say goodbye to many of the existing thugs as their cash flow will dry up and go away.