One time during the Long Night, the Shards of Honor adventuring party walked into a situation-in-progress on one of the many affected spaceports of the Tapani Sector. A harried, exasperated, overworked Bureau of Ships flunky took one look at Jedi Padawan VN Ysadora and said to his companion,
Oh, look. It's the mystic mob.
in quite the eye-rolling tone.
And Vanya, being Vanya, promptly adopted the label with her relentless cheer.
It only took a few months of Vanya grabbing the nearest Force user of any religion to go tackle a problem jointly, and referencing the team of herself plus { Mentat / Bene Gesserit / Crimson Knight / Dathomirian Witch / woman, that is Darth Dragomir / woman! that is Asajj Ventress, that is The Mandalore, are you kidding me right now?! } as "Mystic Mob" -- usually in the phrase, "Mystic Mob! What do you need?" -- before the phrase became preferred shorthand across the Sector.
When you need moralizing and pontificating, that's a religious thing.
But when you need a frankly ridiculous solution to some chunk of your increasingly ridiculous problem ... that's the ideal time for the Mystic Mob to show up.