I will be a benevolent dictator who will pay John Travolta to fly Larry Flynt around in his private jet. As a way of paying homage to the great porn of the 70's, I will have several contract girls as stewardesses who will only say, "Coffee, tea, or me?"....and they will mean it. Like the President, Mr. Flynt will have a briefcase with launch codes with him at all times. As soon as the last 1% of consumers stop paying for porn, the codes will be entered and the internet will cease to exist.