It appears electronics manufacturers are helping crack addicts straighten out their lives by giving them jobs designing bookshelf stereo systems. Sadly, none seem to be able to quite kick the pipe habit. I will never buy one of these semi-futuristic plastic monstrosities. Apparently I’m not in the target demographic since I don’t want bright orange tubing, bulbous extrusions, and a 6-inch repetative lightshow panel to go with my Jill Sobule. If ever I meet the people who do want these features, I will punch them for making most of my stereo choices look like their faux race cars.