From within a concealed geodesic dome within the crater of Mount Erebus of Antarctica, I - Dick Jones - plan and plot my global domination!
Wreathed in steam and smoke from Erebus - the gateway to hell - far above my head is the hole in the Ozone layer, and at my feet is the bubbling lava lake of my volcanic base; here amongst all the snow and ice in a land where the sun never sets in the summertime.
I stare at the banks of computer monitors that line one wall of my exclusive warm wood-panelled chambers, and watch (linked by my own private satellite in polar orbit) as the world passes by...and I plan, and I plot, and the world starts to dance to my tune.
But who am I? And what do I want? Read on for perhaps some insight...
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