Where logic and rationality have no home. A place where rules are moribund treachery in the eyes of those who seek them. That which feeds the undeniable force of uncontrollable vexation. That which we all must endure. A commentary on all we have left. Made with oats and Incognito. Double dry-hopped with loads of hand-selected Mosaic and Motueka, with a touch of Grungeist.