Suppose you were a reasonably good "planner" and had a knack for seeing what could be possible. You might even be a one-in-a-thousand "good" which means there are 330,000 people in the United States that are every bit as good or better than you are at planning.
Suppose you wrote a bit of fiction with a subplot of organized mayhem. Nothing inspired, just 2+2=4 stuff.
Then, suppose one of the other 329,999 people in the United States came to a similar conclusion and acted on it.
I recently wrote a piece where terrorists target power transmission lines in Pennsylvania. They attacked the lines using balloons trailing an "octopus" of wires.
Pennsylvania is the swing producer that exports to the Mass-through-Virginia urban areas. It is the obvious target.
Furthermore, suppose somebody else has a $230k/year job securing those lines. They got that job through political connections and they are dumber than a box of rocks. Does that idiot fall on his sword or do you suppose he goes looking for people to hang?
Things are very strange right now. I prefer to not give the $230k/year idiots an easy target. Hence I am not writing much fiction.