It's like the wild west with space ships.
You find yourself some gold in them thar hills
and start mining away. Meanwhile.... Someone steals
your horse while you are inside the mine.
You walk outside carrying sacks of gold to see
your horse is gone.
Sad yet determined you begin walking to the nearest outpost.
Along the way you get ambushed by outlaws.
They steal your gold and then for laughs shoot out your kneecap...
As you are sitting by the side of the trail- bleeding, broken,
and poor; a stranger walks by..."Awww poor little guy...."
The stranger hands you a bandaid, a shot of whiskey
and says that you need to toughen up.
Then he steals your hat.
Moral of the story:
Enjoy the whiskey.