This feels like literal mental illness.

I would guess at schizophrenia based on the general feel of it. The throughline only exists in their head. It's opaque to everyone else and blindingly clear to them. There is a manic energy here that lines up with the above, a fervorish certainty.

All I'm getting is "grift me, daddy, I'm dying to be grifted. Grift me grift me grift me grift me!"

I want to take over the "Private Conveyance, Not For Commerce" license plate market. Mine, you'll drive the car to a boat ramp, and attach the plate while the wheels are in the water. It's no longer a land vehicle, and land-based laws do not apply. It's now a marine vehicle, and only maritime laws apply. You're not "driving" or "traveling" in a "car". You're "portaging" your "vessel" overland between sea ports.

You'll need to log periodic visits to various "ports" (boat ramps) to maintain your maritime status. But since you aren't bound to the laws of the land, you are free to conduct commercial activities from your vessel.

The net benefit is I get to separate fools from their money.