Note that Ellis Rosen’s cartoon shows only one person. The boy grows up and stops playing with toys and having dreams. The color and creativity are gone, as are the variable shapes. Everything has to be a cube so that it can fit into limited space and time.
You want to roll up your sleeves because it feels better? Too bad. Put on your tie, pretend to be happy with your job and satisfied with your allotted Work Doh. As the prophet said, “Everywhere I travel—tiny life. Singe-serving sugar, single-serving cream, single pat of butter.” The wheel keeps turning.