an aggressive distributed skinner box swarm operated by a technical-administrative corporate entity so flagrantly disdainful of their clientele that even the mildest of revolutionary scenarios would see its entire upper management doused in gasoline and immolated on national TV is and has been for over two years in the process of devouring everything even remotely interesting or good about TM and processing it into some kind of uniform, featureless gruel that is the cultural equivalent of pringles flavoured with pure afghani heroin
I'm fine and fucking dandy, the world is what's not OK