This is just how I feel sometimes. Like the 300 fighting the Persians. We're dispensable. And no matter how we look at it, or how good or powerful we are individually, facing an army of 20,000, we are but just ants in the battlefield. Admire those elites, sitting in the Colosseum sipping tea and waiting for us to be back with the results. Think those leeches really have a good life, stealing our work and effort for themselves and blaming their greed on the emperor. Moral of the story, there is no justice in this world. No matter how much a panda thinks about balance and inner peace, justice just does not exist. The bad and evil always win.