# are fiends electric to consider who cares as the answer once popular songs reminiscent of an era which never existed as anything other than a giant product advert for itself in which researchers vaguely consider electronic type midnight pop rat with naff leather trench coats and lab pseudocode keypads yet whenever researchers listen to the mighty rollins they wonder what all that weak retro jive was all about as hank just destroys such times however keep on rolling back around a sad sour digital penny some laughably suggest there was some kind of great balance between good technology and spending free time outside with friends yet that fine line has somehow since been crossed that there was a buzz in the air and everything was just happier before social media sucked all of the energy out of the world and grounded it resulting in burn out information overload and an inability to enjoy the moment which is the biggest load of old digital tom cobblers every heard as though everything wasn't always borderline utterly shed such truthy truisms are often stated by cybore punks only just squirted from their missing dad's tired sack one point five minutes ago yet who already somehow feel hyper nostalgic for some vague synthetic past they were never neurally equipped to fully get any remote holistic sense of in its apparent rich complexity yet they sure love to reminisce about it online thing is having late nite ambient vibes about something or generating a moodboard isn't knowledge it's just big science fuzzy thoughts about particular era have next to zero meaning and are too often merely a media weaponized crutch used by researchers who won't andor are unable to use more actual cognitive processing to describe or convey a complex concept or sentiment such inconsequential attempts to capture and disseminate the feeling and soul of specific yet continually shifting spacetime dislocations are often merely an unflinching craving for undeserved human attention still smarter researchers in scene consider such non uniquely awful times mere implanted memories of positively medieval mediocrity // [[republic of bob contents | imaginary pastime republic of bob]]