I look around... I look around and see a lot of new faces. Shut up! Which means a lot of you have been breaking the first two rules of fight club. I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who have ever lived an entire generation pumping gas and waiting tables; or they're slaves with white collars. Advertisements have them chasing cars and clothes, working jobs they hate so they can buy sh** they don't need. We are the middle children of history, with no purpose or place. We have no great war, or great depression. The great war is a spiritual war. The great depression is our lives. We were raised by television to believe that we'd be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars but we won't. And we're learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed-off.