I don't want to turn this into a debate, but you are wrong when you say that objectivism considers morality to be a tool the "weak" uses to drag down the "strong." What we do take issue against is the type of morality that is impossible to fully implement in practice, which ultimately results in a feeling of perpetual guilt, harming both the weak and the strong alike.
Those who preach a morality which is impossible to practice know that their victims will feel guilty all the time, and it is far easier to control people who feel guilty than those who don't. Morality like that drags down everyone, not just the "strong."
(I don't know what exactly you mean by "weak" and "strong". I have always thought that everyone has their strengths and weaknesses, but that you can't have a society of all chiefs and no indians. Just because someone is a secretary or a machinist doesn't exactly make him or her "weak" in my opinion.)
As for DNI, that means Do Not Initiate. We give it to people who we feel are cool enough not to be initiated, and learn quickly enough that they do not ask stupid questions like "what does DNI mean?"
So, you will not get a DNI. What you will get are 2nd degree burns and scars which will last you the rest of your life.
Mehve pulls up to an inconspicuous Taco Bell at 11:00 PM., going through drive through. She arrives at the microphone and orders a number 9 combo with a Nachos Supreme and a medium Pepsi. Soon Mehve is at the second drive thru window and Goldstandard leans out and greets Mehve.
"Hi, that will be $5.05."
As Mehve holds out her hand to hand Goldstandard the money, he grabs her arm and pulls her out of her seat into the Taco Bell. Goldstandard then throws her to the ground, pinning her head to the hard tile floor with his foot.
"Ow!" said Mehve. "That hurt!"
"It will get much worse very soon!" Gold replied.
"Eww... This floor is so dirty!"
"I am a closer here, and my job is to clean the floors after we close. I get to work with all sorts of wonderful, industrial strength chemicals, which I will demonstrate, on YOU!"
"NO!!!"
"The particular chemical I will use will be the sanitizer powder, though we don't use it to clean the floors, we use it to clean the dishes and tables. Though you may not know it, sanitizer is really just like bleach, so we always use it in a highly diluted form. One day, I accidentally got a few grains of the stuff on my hands, and when I washed my hands I felt a mild burning sensation and cracks formed in my skin. Very neat stuff."
Mehve wimpered in terror as Gold continued to talk about the chemistry of fast food restaurants.
"Hey Chris, will you get me a pitcher of the Bunn water?"
"Sure, where do you want it?"
"On her."
"Ok!"
"Just so you know Mehve, our Bunn water is kept at a warm temperature of over 190 degrees farenheit. We use it in the preparation of our beans and sauses. We also use it to melt grease off the floors by the fryer, and to clean out the soda machine nozzles."
With that, Chris poured the pitcher of water on Mehve's back, causing her to howl in agony.
"Hey Chris, could you go get me the sanitizer packets now?"
"How many do you need?"
"Hmm... 'bout 20."
Soon, Chris is back with the packets, and immediately Gold and Chris begin opening the packets and pour them on Mehves now wet, red back.
"AAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Mehve screamed and began thrashing around violently, before going limp. Gold got another pitcher of water and poured it on, causing even more damage. He repeated the process until all the sanitizer was washed away, along with most of Mehves skin. Blood began to pour from her back, dirtying the floor.
"Aw crap! It will take even longer now to clean the floor tonight!" said Gold.
Gold immediately snaps his fingers, restoring Mehve to normal, as well as restoring the floor back to normal.
"Ok Mehve, you have been initiated. This forum is unique in that we like to welcome our newest members with torture. Go figure. Anyways, when you get home, put "Initiated by The Goldstandard" in your sig, so everyone knows and doesn't do it twice."
Gold throws Mehve out the window, back into her car. He then hands her her change and food.
"Thank you very much. Please come again sometime." said Gold, smiling.
Mehve shuddered, and quickly put the peddal all the way down and drove off. Soon, another car, with an angry customer, pulled up to the window.
"WHAT THE FUCK TOOK SO LONG! I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR OVER 30 MINUTES, I WANT TO SEE THE MANAGER!"
"Oh hell," said Gold. "I forgot about that..."
"Wait a minute!" Gold snapped his fingers, and all the angry customers were gone.
"Guess that skill comes in handy not just for initiations!"