By having an idea of the often frustrating labor involved in working on floppy drives, and being astounded by the sheer volume of work and time involved revealed by and culminating in a short video of a performance, and showing concern for the artist not being able to, you know, have time to sleep, eat, fap, etc., you somehow think I may be "shaming" what you call his "hobby?" No, of course not, but I will shame your straw man for the fallacy that it is, and I will shame your inaccurate and insulting labelling of a mechanical and digital many-threat masterpiece as a "hobby."