Collective action can change the world when it's deliberate and based in reason, but it can also become a mental trap, or a societal pressure valve.

I walk in the garden without fear,
As stars swirl across the sky
And I stand amongst the tall lilies
Who lift their faces to the passing eons.
Here I will do no harm
And no harm will come to me
For at last my long journey is over
And I am at home.

Just because it's all pimples and hormones and frustration right now doesn't mean it's never going to change.

Babies are ugly. Admit it, we all know it, they look like tiny old people covered in mucus. They have soft heads! And they grow into children, tiny sociopaths with underdeveloped brains. And then they become teenagers, pimply self-righteous lunatics driven by hormones.
And then, slowly, if you're lucky, they gradually become adults.

If the fool persisted in his foolishness, would he become wise?