Slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and
clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re
the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no
Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our
great depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to
believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock
stars, but we won’t. We’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very,
very pissed off.