I’m not denying there are rich assholes who profit from disasters, but there’s no master plan. There’s no group with total control over the world. The vultures are pecking at the same carcass, but they definitely didn’t kill the beast. If they were strong enough to kill it, then why are they fighting each other over the scraps?
The conspiracy is a pipe-dream that there’s someone in control of a world constantly thrown into chaos. It’s a belief that the pilot is in control of the plane and this turbulence is just them having a bit of fun, even as the engines catch on fire. I’d love to be idealistic enough to believe this could be true, but I can feel the heat coming off of the engines and I can hear the pilot yelling at his co-pilot about who gets to fly.