I would very much like to build an army of deadly robots so that people with relatively happy and quiet lives would stop taking for granted how happy and quiet their lives are and might even recall fondly these days before the arrival of the robot overlords, and while I tend to think that an army of deadly robots would probably do the trick, you may be asking yourself what such a desire says about me and, well, I can assure you that my reply to your imagined question is the infuriating silence that says both everything and nothing, so please, by all means, feel free to put that in your pipe and smoke it.
You can have your army of robots, I personally prefer my army of crack addicted zombie squirrels who have long fed upon the brains of NYU students at Washington Square Park. This way when all those freakin complacent people are gone, you and I will still have entertainment in the form of an evil meets evil battle royale.
Ever heard the song “It’s going to be the future soon” by Jonathan Coulton?