Consistency

Engage molehill.

You decide to get the molehill's full attention on you. You start banging on a drum, and all the moles in the hill dig up to the surface, curious.

Molehill successfully engaged. So now that you have their attention, what are you going to do about it?

Propose molehill

Now there's an idea! You suggest to the city planning commission that they place a molehill in the middle of the new park. They just kind of look at you funny.

Finally, one of them asks, "Are you only proposing this in order to tell a joke about making a mountain out of a molehill?"

...Well, you weren't, but pretending you were might make this less embarrassing. But you'll need to think of a good joke quickly. What's it going to be?

>Quickly, trim those hedges! Trim them like you've never trimmed before!

Yeah, you're investing way too much in these hedge funds and they're just not paying off. You've got to trim down how much you're putting into them.

You think you'll just cut them down to a few companies; none of them are performing well right now, but you're sure that some of them will do better in a year or so.

Which companies are you sticking with?

you don't need those

You suddenly realize you don't need your mansion, your yacht, or your Super PAC. You don't need any of this money! Or a personal staff! Or clothes!

You're free! Free! You run naked into the street, laughing, right up until the police take you away.

Well, now you're in jail, and probably facing confinement in an insane asylum. What's your plan for getting out of this?

yes you do

That's right. You aren't going to take this. You remind your bride-to-be that you are the very wealthy Jackson Jackson Johnson McJackson, and she is extremely fortunate to be provided with the opportunity to marry you, and of course she meant to say "I do".

"No I didn't."

Honestly, some women. You go to all the trouble of sending your men to pick her up, sending others to bring her parents in, sending another man to fetch the priest, bribing a city clerk to prepare a marriage certificate... all the little things. You'd think she would appreciate the trouble you went to, but no.

Well, Johnson Johnson Jackson McJohnson does not take no for an answer. You will get her to agree...

Oh, damn it, someone just burst in through the doors on a motorcycle. And now he's shouting to your bride about how he's here to save her. And he just knocked out two of your men.

It's all so bothersome. How will you deal with this interloper and get the wedding to proceed?