What's wrong with that? Clearly someone invested a lot of (I think most of us would agree, dubious) time in that, but that's their jam. What's it to you? I can assure you, that dude doesn't care what we think. Nor, should he.
You intimated that you're a muscle car guy. As a sports car guy, I think of you as my natural prey item...well, at least on the twisty bits
I'm not about to tell you guys how to make asses of yourselves at cars and coffee, nor should I bother to listen to you when I take my hair-dresser car out to the race track. We're doing different things and
that's okay.
I've been brewing a long time. I've seen styles wax and wane. But, I'll admit, the ABV/IBU wars of the 90's kinda pissed me off. Why on earth would anyone brew high ABV to achieve IBUs? That's stupid. Eventually, I realized the IBUs were just bench racing for sweet, high ABV beers designed for people that didn't know anything about beer. That's when I realized that it doesn't matter if the beer makes sense, it only matters if it sells. These days, it's NEIPA that sells.
With the exception of a Guinness or the obligatory psychological warfare bottle of wine at a business dinner, I brew everything that I drink. I have no interest in NEIPAs, nor do I have any interest in revisiting the the IBU/ABV wars. I brew what I like, you brew what you like. The NEIPA guys, let's let them brew what they like.
You do the muscle cars, I'll do the hair-dresser cars. The low-rider guys, those dudes are
cool. The hot rod guys, it's evident. The low rider guys, mind-blowing. The big pickup truck guys...I suppose they have pills and procedures for that, but the guys it doesn't work for seem to have LED light bars to fill that hole in their lives.