I'm pretty sure nothing means anything, really.
interpret as you will.

3 hour assembly. all of then are starting to blur. they all wear ridiculous heels. girls winning more awards than they can carry. who are these little robot children? these little doers? what will they need in ten years?

nothing. they will never need anything. they will have ski weekends with their ivy fiances and take the lift up. of course, they will take the lift up and admire the view where the trashy men and coked up women in the city are smaller than little snowflakes, and really all the same. people die. pain is relative. people can be kind. poor people rich people. so what. mountains don't give a damn.