"Absolutely," says, Norm, who's getting more and more visibly excited the longer the speech goes on.<em>At last</em>.  He knew it, he always fucking knew it, he knew that society and everything else was a lie, but, until now, never had any actually proof.  Or, for that matter, anyone besides himself who had any damn idea what was going on.  And now there is.  He can't wait.  He just knows that crop circles and spontaneous human combustion and the Men in Black are all going to be tied up in this.<br/><br/>"So who--if you don't mind me asking--was put in charge of the Island, to use your example?  Who's responsible for all this?"  He sweeps his hand in a broad, expansive arc, indicating everything.