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The 4th Edition Champions Adventure Day Of The Destroyer had a particularly grandiose--and horrifying scheme in which Doctor Destroyer announced that he would kill nine out of every ten people, stating that with the population much reduced, there would be less damage to the ecosystem and more resources available for the survivors.  Not unlike the first Kingsmen movie, in which Samuel Jackson's tech genius character wanted to use a mass mind control system to make everyone in the world beat each other to death, thus saving the planet from humanity, and the James Bond movie Moonraker, in which Hugo Drax would wipe out all humanity with some sort of biological agent, enabling him to repopulate Earth with his own race of genetically superior beings.
 
I've always figured that a mass human extinction scheme would bring much more harm to the ecosystem than help.  First, you have all those billions of corpses and no way to completely dispose of them--and as they decay they become incubators for disease organisms, which would spread unchecked through the surviving humans.  Second, there would be an explosion in the vermin population as all the rats, mice, insects and scavenger beasts would suddenly have an overabundant food supply--and as they fed, they would breed all out of proportion of their predators' abilities to keep them in check.  And once the supply of dead bodies is consumed, those vermin would then turn to the living to survive--and that includes surviving humans.
 
Hope that helps

The Mongol Empire was bigger than Russia is today. In fact it was bigger than the Russian Empire ever was, or the Soviet Union. Only Britain's colonial empire was more vast. And Mongols dominated Russia for three centuries.
 
All this historical-precedent mythology Putin's spouting is just a reskinning of manifest destiny, or jingoism, or crusade/jihad, or whatever imperialist rationale you care to cite. Borders are drawn according to who has power, and what they want to do with it. It's always been that way.

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Maybe not 1933 Germany, but the Deep Space Nine episode "Past Tense."

I don't know that they are despondent, maybe just drunk, 'course they is going to be in a world of pain in a minute or so, after all uninvited guests have arrived.

They look rather dejected to me--

"Aw, man!  What're we gonna do?  How do we pay our bills?"
 
"This is your fault!  You said the heist was gonna be easy!"
 
"Can it, Number Three!  I'm still in charge here!"

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Only semi-related, but let me tell you about a race I ran in high school track.  True story.
 
I was running the mile relay, in the second position for our team, because I really wasn't all that good.  For those not familiar with the mile relay, the starting runners run once around the track each holding a baton.  When they get all the way around, they pass their batons to the next runners on their teams, who then run around the track to pass the batons to the third runners, who run around the track to pass the batons to the last runners, who make the final lap around the track. 
 
So after the first set of runners start out, I take my position and wait for my teammate to come back around and pass me our baton.  As they're coming up, I can see that our team's runner is just barely ahead of the other team's runner.  So as soon as I grab the baton, I take off at my fastest.  And I can hear the "crunch, crunch, crunch" of footsteps right behind me.  So I push harder, but dang it, I can hear he's still right there, on my tail.  I keep pushing myself faster than I'd ever run before, with that "crunch, crunch, crunch" of footsteps right behind me all the way.  I get back around, pass my baton to the next runner on our team, and stumble off the track, too wiped out to even watch the rest of the race.
 
Our coach comes up to me, puts his arm around my shoulders, and says, "That was incredible!  That's the fastest I've ever seen you run!"  He chuckles.  "Too bad you didn't need to run that hard."
 
Apparently, when the other team went to pass the baton, they dropped it.  By the time their runner picked it up and started running, he was waaaay behind me.
 
I was hearing my own footsteps and was trying to outrun... myself.

I will see your secret society, and raise you some pirate hats:

My favorite version of this particular scam:
 
Kid: "What are you eating? Is it pie?"
 
Me: "No, it's a fruit casserole."
 
Kid: "Ugh. I hate casserole!"
 
Me (to myself): "I know." 

We had to ice-fish by chopping through the ice with our fingernails! And we didn't have fishing poles, we caught the fish with our teeth! And then used the fish as clubs to fight off the polar bears!
 
AND WE LIKED IT!!!