While sauntering through the grocery store today an old man sporting a long grey shaggy beard, ripped and faded blue jeans, flannel shirt, and muddy moccasins approached me and said,
"It's all a conspiracy, you know. It really is. Just a big conspiracy."
And because I felt quite ornery I said, "You're right. It IS a big conspiracy. It...it's mind boggling."
The old geezer nodded.
Then the lady behind me took her loaf of bread, donuts, and bag of apples to another cashier.