Wow. I’m not particularly sensitive, but that seems like the right amount of very bright strobe that gives me headaches in concerts, especially at night in the dark. That’s very much the level of trying to find out a way to get to the roof to unplug it.

I just enjoy the scene of the oldtimers strutting in like true chads and showing the youngsters how to take care of the big lady. It’s so wonderfully corny. And it’s such wonderful bullshit, and when you learn how many hands were necessary to run such a ship, it’s even more fun.