People look up to the man in the grotto. Look closely and you'll see his face. They think he is wise. But really, he's only speaking the words of the redundant base and playing their fortune to stay in a position of power. But someday, hopefully deep down in the layers of redundancy, there is someone - or many - who are different than the others in the redundant base and perhaps they will work their way out of the hard rock foundation and surface to daylight; mavericks, so to speak. Alas, it seems unlikely; as long as they all stick together, they have unnatural power. Alas, the man in the grotto is a farce.