Treadmill for the power mongers

[sparks]

      I think I have discovered a new device that should be able to "power-up"
a bunch of cities so that ordinary folk can get about the business of living.
It uses all proven technology.  The device consists of a large cylindrical structure.  The outside diamter of the cylinder approximately 4 stories high the length of the cylinder approximately 40 or 50  battlefields long.  Sorry I meant football fields.   The cylinder has stairs built tangentially on the interior of  the cylinder. (this is starting to look like a mega hamster exerciser, isn't it).  The stair edges are very sharp so that anyone falling behind is immediately butchered.  Below the structure runs a turbine raceway so that no energy is wasted when the fallen bleed.   The stairs are so designed that between 6 o'clock and 3 o'clock they are treadable.  At one o'clock is the golden ring.  Once someone reaches the golden ring (a pretty good leap) he is deemed Emperor of the World.  The ring is extracted with the winner hanging on to this most coveted adornment.  The emperor then gets to sit at the controls of the generator.  (I forgot to mention the treadmill is a prime mover for a unipolar generator which hydrolises hydrogen for all mankinds use)  He gets to hold on to a Golden joy stick which controls the voltage ouput of the unipolar.  He is adorned with golden robes and his name is chanted by a choir of hunrdeds waiting to enter the treadmill.  He is addressed as the all powerful one and his feet are annointed with oil.  His family is allowed to enter the treadmill to have a chance to further the dynasty.  Those who covet power or riches like a drowning man covets the next breath, are the only ones allowed to enter the treadmill.  He has to have proven himself worthy of the competition.  It is soon apparent that the only way to reach the golden ring is by kicking the krap out of anybody in your way to the top.  The most effective technique is to crawl over the bodies of those impaled on your rise to the top.  The competitor is allowed to bring in a small army comprised of his disciples.  Those that give up their free will to think for themselves, fill in the rank and file.  The emperor is allowed to reign until another competitor grabs the golden ring.  He is stripped of all his worldly pocessions (sold and donated to homeless shelters) and is immediately returned to the treadmill for
re-election. 
      With the amount of thirst for power and greed and pride around this machine should run for 50 years on just the worthy of the present day.