If someone with access to time travel is hunting me, the last thing I want is a device known to be associated with me speaking to every cell tower I’m near, time breaking qualities or not. I leave my phone at home and spend only cash as I take a random bus tour of the country.

Ah but you see, success is clearly a zero sum game. Even if the company is worse off than otherwise, if they fuck over their employees more than they’re fucking themselves over, it’s still a win.

You know how sand on the beach is fine, but sand in a super windy dust storm stings like hell? Insulation is fine so long as nobody is actively touching it and spewing out bits. Probably shouldn’t be able to see it but it won’t kill ya.