I'm sure anyone who's liked Orks for long enough has heard the Uthan the Perverse quote:
> "The Orks are the pinnacle of creation. For them, the great struggle is won. They have evolved a society which knows no stress or angst. Who are we to judge them? We Eldar who have failed, or the Humans, on the road to ruin in their turn? And why? Because we sought answers to questions that an Ork wouldn't even bother to ask! We see a culture that is strong and despise it as crude."
But is he actually right? Or do the Orks feel an instinctive loss of their higher calling without a proper enemy to fight, and just spend their days chasing hollow highs? Are only the Bosses smart enough to actually realize the hole they're trying to fill in their lives? I'm thinking of the vision Stimma gets in "Da Gobbo Rides Again":
> It is barely a dream; barely the vaguest impression of an imagining. Only the broadest concepts of this memory still live. Concepts long lost to the Orkish mind, never to be recovered, fire like unconnected circuits, their meaningless sparking signifying nothing but loss. Imagine a black desert below a black sky. Imagine it spreading featureless and bleak as far as the eye can see, the lone and level sands shifting over centuries to cover everything that was once built there. There was a war, once. Stimma can't see anyone else around, so he reckons he must've won it. 'Hurrah' says Stimma. The winds howl. Winning doesn't feel all that good.
It seems like Orks might actually have a simmering tragedy brewing under the surface that they absolutely refuse to think about, which adds some interesting depth to them.