"It isn't like there's a 'they
' out there . . . " (after waving his hand in the air, circular-style, he dropped it
) " . . . trying to 'win.' Trying to —
" (more circular, windmill-type action
) " —
I paused, for dramatic effect. "Obviously."
(I called this the 'Inverse X-Files Effect': he hadn't been watching too many episodes of the show, he'd been avoiding it and thinking too much of himself for doing so. A sort of absence of guilt from having bad ideas had set in, an exemption.)
"They wouldn't want to — cobble power . . . "
I unfriended him later that week.