As connoiseurs and officionados of a very revered and precisely designed wonder of the world, we just H-A-A-A-Y-Y-T-E when some all-thumbs nurk comes along and just pounds a whole wad of keys into oblivion all at once on our prized machines.  Many times we work diligently (sometimes for hours) to get everything balanced and working like, well, a well-balanced machine.  It's worse than nails on the chalkboard when I see someone who hasn't the slightest interest in, nor knowledge of, a typewriter--thinking of it as some curiosity with a whole bunch of buttons on the front of it.  They'll go merrily whomping on a poor hapless typewriter like it was a miniature game of Whack-A-Mole, never minding the history they're helping to destroy.  And then you have the even lower keychoppers.  Let's not forget those guys.