Oh, yeah, man. But I'm embracing the conspiracy, Mr. Beale. I want in on the ground floor. I figure they will have awesome perks. Like all-you-can-eat shrimp at the underground meetings. And hot Canadian chicks as far as the eye can see. And all of the cheap Chinese goods you can buy.
But no cheap Japanese goods. That's sooooooo last millenium.
Now I know you're delusional!