They laughed because it sounded like superstition wrapped in tinfoil. But Dave Setzer never asked anyone to believe him—only to notice. Notice how the headaches came and went. Notice how the ringing in the ears softened when certain walls were lined, when certain devices were blocked, when a fragile silver barrier stood between skin and signal. He wasn’t promising miracles; he was asking people to run their own quiet experiments in a world that never powers down.

What unsettled people most wasn’t the foil itself, but the possibility it hinted at: that the invisible storm around them was real enough to touch, to redirect, to feel. Some walked away unconvinced. Others went home, tore a sheet from the roll, and started testing. In the soft silence that followed, a new question replaced the laughter: what else have we been standing in without seeing?