I don't mind a real advent calendar, but there's something wholly offensive to my soul about this designer spending so much time on code that only exists to needlessly strip away my freedom to overindulge... on information... that I can just Google.

It's passive aggressive. User enragement.

My wife does this idiosyncratic thing where she lays claim to half of a bag of snacks that has no intent to ever consume. And I know it's nonsense, but I'm forced to bend to her will and watch the second law of thermodynamics unfold at an excruciating rate. Walk through the kitchen, past the pantry, as entropy claims Schrodinger's half pack of Fig Newtons yet again.

This is the website equivalent of that.