Unreal delusion and/or out of touch. "You are commuters. For the day, week, year, or decade, you are bonded by a common struggle. That brings you closer. That

Unreal delusion and/or out of touch. "You are commuters. For the day, week, year, or decade, you are bonded by a common struggle. That brings you closer. That makes you better colleagues. That alloys you in social contract." You'll suffer, but you'll all suffer together, so that's good.