We may no longer condone exhibition of human oddities but the freaks still get stared at. The only difference is they no longer get paid for it. The Residents, whose interests lie purely in the Romantic re-creation of uneasy feelings of more innocent times, believe such questions are best left in the hands of sociologists and philosophers.
Life is a lot like a freak show, 'cause nobody laughs when they leave.
Here they were at last, the guys from the Cryptic Corp . No goth-black pleaty crap. Both, ah, thrillingly familiar. The guys from Cryptic thought they were invited for dinner. We didn't know this.