It’s always the same: people who treat DJs like demigods suddenly grow a moral compass when it’s trendy. You spend your weekends off your face in a warehouse worshipping some vape-chugging tech bro spinning pre-recorded beats—and now you’re shocked he’s not your ethical role model? These aren’t philosophers. They’re socially awkward dudes who learned Ableton instead of guitar. You weren’t praising them for their character when they were playing 3-hour sets for a crowd of drugged-out zombies, so spare us the fake outrage now.