"See, you thought it was a conspiracy to seize control. It's not. We're -already- in control." He stopped wiping his hands and smiled to himself.

"It's funny, you know... Bob is one of the simplest possible names, and you had to look at the patch four times while we were talking. We're non-entities. Invisible. As long as the work gets done, we're faceless. We're everywhere. We are the ones who maintain the machinery of your lives, and who control the workings of all the systems too complex for a, heh, 'busy man' like yourself to take the time to learn."

I looked at him, aghast.

"It doesn't matter if you want us or not... you -need- us."