They blend right in. If only they were imaginary, what a relief that would be. But, oh well. They are plotting behind your back, even at this very moment, conspiring as it were, and not in your best interest, nor in mine. That gives us something both crucial and precious in common.
Conspiracy is as natural as breathing.
Everyone does it, everyone. When we spell rather than use words in front of our young children, we are conspiring. When we agree to distract mommy so our siblings can raid the cookie jar, we are conspiring. That's how they came to power. To them, we are livestock, nothing more.