I'm Back, and I'm pissed off.
Remember me? I used to be on television back in the 1970s. I warned you not to fuck around with me, but NOOOO, you still had to try your patience and tempt your fate. Well, I had enough and decided that if you are too stupid to listen to me, I will make the best of things from my point of view. After all, I have given none-too-subtle warnings since you last saw me, but apparently, they fell on deaf ears.
You ignored the consequences of your actions and how they impacted my realm. My planet is heating up, just like my temper. You know the price for messing with me. I made it clear over and over. My realm is suffering because of your hubris and greed. I finally decided to get even in ways you cannot imagine.
Have you met Helene and Milton? They are two of my favorite children, although they can sometimes be a bit out of control. I decided to let you take care of them for me so I Could take a break because Mother Nature deserves one after all you put me through. I understand they caused quite a bit of mischief, but that is because you allowed them to. If you had left your area tidy and not so overbuilt, the damage wouldn't seem so bad.
But you didn't. Not my fault. Try to sue me for damages; I have great lawyers, unlike some of your worst members like Trump, who have greedy ambulance chaser lawyers who only want to get paid. I wonder how that ever works out for them, knowing Trump is a liar and grifter who never pays his bills. You'll never get a single dime out of me, suckers.
Well, my revenge will be sweet. I am partnering with The Weather Channel to get maximum publicity for my revenge tour. I plan to pick on the worst offenders, such as Florida—you know, the limp-dick state that outlawed even the discussion of climate change in schools. Karma is my middle name, bitches.
My next act in my quest to reclaim control over my dominion is partnering with Generac. This ties in nicely with my Weather Channel deal. More money for me, less for you bitches while you sweat and suffer without electricity for days on end. unless, of course, you want to make a sizable contribution to my newest business partner, Generac.
This unholy alliance probably makes you mad. Perhaps it makes you regretful that you failed to listen to me all those years ago. It doesn't matter to me now; you made your choice, and I made mine. I will fight on to save my planet, but unless and until you idiots come to your senses and start behaving responsibly, I'm going to rake in all the dough I can. It's all about the Benjamins, suckers.
If you ever get your head out of your asses, let me know.