Every year, hundreds of thrill-seeking Americans load their A/V equipment into their RVs, stock up on "courage juice" and chase after T-Rex Twisters, damn the consequences. And we, the viewing public, simply watch as these reckless individuals tempt a phase-shifted fate, all for our voyeuristic entertainment, never considering that our very viewership may be the motivational "carrot" that leads them into swirling, lush, analog danger. I ask you, is this right?