They had no idea what it was like to toil in obscurity with SIX BILLION TOILERS ON THE GLOBE.
They never toiled this long, this hard, or this hopelessly.
To hell with them.
But further to hell with you, breeders.
You cheapen human life further with each cheap, cheap soul.
You have put the price of hard labor at zero, and the price of art at negative twenty.
I only wish there were gods to punish you for your sociopathic carelessness.