The Smirking Wise Old Man I

An old man sat quietly upon the snowy hill,
deep in thought he sat so still.
He was old, hunched and robed in immaculate white,
and I walked for miles to see this sight.

Men and women gathered round,
thinking he's wise, and listened for the slightest sound.
The old man smirks while continuing staring straight ahead,
what perverse thoughts were flooding through his head?