I see in Minecraft the strongest and smartest men who have ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see it squandered. Goddammit, an entire generation mining coal, waiting on furnaces, slaves with blue t-shirts. Advertising has us chasing diamonds and obsidian , doing jobs we hate so we can build 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 Servers. We've all been raised by Notch to believe that one day we'd all be admins and creative builders. But we won't; and we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.