There are no conspiracies. None. Everything comes out to daylight. Ever faster. What you see, is what you got. There is no backroom plot. Just bumbling idiots and "great-man" captains in operetta uniforms, singing arias on how they control the world, while there steering wheels are attached to nothing. All you have, is the species as is, as it becomes when exposed to a environment that is hostile to the basic things holding society together. Slurped for the nutrients by meta-organisms, the great stomach of society heaves as the still alive things inside, fight the lining and each other to get out of the acid.