I grew up in a town where the dairy farms employed lots of people, as did the businesses that supported them. Most of those farms are gone or scaled back as dairy became an industrialized operation.

The guys who would be working as farm hands year round are now left with seasonal construction jobs and long winters of unemployment in nasty trailer parks. They lose their professional options and their dignity.

I think that we're wired to have a purpose, and not everyone identifies creative pursuits as fulfilling.