When I was first elected Dictator, my cohort-'boss' asked,
"How's it feel to be a part of the Establishment, hmmm? [cha cha cha]"

Having contemplated the move, was ready with.. ~
"Now I can requisition some new wrecking bars, hmmm?"

Bon appetit; it's *All* a Play.
(But even we Brownian Movement particles can invoke Maxwell's Demon, at Will.)
Think: Karl Rove, a Svengali for Our Time: Look what he manufactured, all by hisself!