Creativity Quote by Brian May

May’s line lands like a power chord: blunt, a little mischievous, and calibrated to puncture a cultural habit we’re trained to treat as harmless fun. “I despise” is doing heavy work here. It’s not mild skepticism about bad odds; it’s moral disgust at a system that sells fantasy as civic virtue. By choosing an asteroid - absurd, cosmic, humiliatingly random - he yanks the lottery out of its glittery “someone’s got to win” framing and back into the statistical gutter where it belongs.

The intent isn’t just to warn you that you probably won’t win. It’s to embarrass the logic that keeps you buying: the soothing story that a ticket is “a chance,” a tiny act of hope. May’s comparison makes hope look like a con. The subtext is class-conscious without being preachy. Lotteries disproportionately feed on people who need money most, and the cultural script asks them to call that “optimism” rather than desperation. His joke flips the script: if your financial plan is essentially “waiting for space debris,” you’re not dreaming, you’re being farmed.

Context matters, too. Coming from a rock star - someone who actually did hit the long-shot jackpot of fame - it reads as self-aware: the rare-outlier calling out the machine that profits from everyone else chasing the same miracle. It’s also classic musician rhetoric: punchy, visual, memorable. No spreadsheet needed; the image does the shaming.