Three friends from different worlds were brought to one as if predestined to meet. One from the far east, one from the west and one from in between. Three meaningless men to a world that could swallow them up as it pleased.1
They weren't rich, or well-known, or even planned to do much with their lives. They were just men who all, looking to make a living, came to the factory and were taught there the basic skills of survival. Their parents sent them to it in their last years of adolescence so that they would become dutiful citizens. . . Fine upstanding young men built for the world and ready to join it after that experience.2
So they went to their classes and read their books and passed their exams and tried various mechanisms in this laboratory under the scrutinizing eyes of doctors. . . They were tested psychologically and physically according to their ability to focus and achieve.3
In the onset of this experiment they we given various tests and were tested for their stability under stressful conditions. One by one each of these fellows was placed in the presence of the opposite sex under controlled conditions. . . They all failed this test miserably. . . Or rather, the females became an essential part of their lives and happiness. That is until, they were stripped away, which resulted in resentment and isolation of each to himself. Their friendship grew, unusual for three from different worlds. Still, they, each one after the other, experienced that similar loss. By the time all three went through it, they shared a bond of understanding and knowledge beyond your average subjects. They were united in so many ways beyond a standard commradeery.4
These men were also given impossible assignments which required several hours to perform and a lack of sleep but, in any case of these, they some how prevailed. Whether it was to avoid the fury of their parents wasted money to have them instituted, or by some sick fascination, they enjoyed or grew to understand their life as that as a lab rat, I don't know.5
In the end, they came out to the world once again, facing it's heat. Each man parted his own way, to his own home, back to where he came from. Without much thought or care, they had survived school. They were members of a new elite race. Not just men of the common ordinary working force. No they were bigger than that. With degrees in agriculture and a taste for the land they represented the 'New Farmer'. Educated smart men with a love for the land and a desire to work it. Perhaps slightly altered by the international initiative to regenerate the working class, but surely they had always desired to live with the land and get their hands rough with labour. At least that's what they were trained to believe.6
