as much as I enjoyed your flight of fancy (and I
did enjoy it), please stop forthwith. Back in the day when I was On The Job, we learned the dangers of encouraging these types.
Typically encountered on street corners mumbling feverishly to passersby about their fixations (such as Napoleon, the Flat Earth Society, various JFK conspiracy theories, little green men, FIR and direct communications with God), the only prudent course of action is to place them in a warm padded cell until Good Nurse Ratchet shows up with a small paper cup of psychotropic meds. Don