I'll sum it up like this for all the people that say "well it sounds good so I like it."
Imagine some ice cream from the grocery store. Probably pretty good, put some whipped cream on top, some chocolate syrup and all that. Good times.
Now imagine going out into the Pennsylvania countryside and finding a farm where they've made their ice cream from family cows with the same family recipe for ten generations, slaving meticulously over each and every step so that when they're done it's the best damn ice cream they're capable of making and, out of the kindness of their heart, have given this ice cream to you for free in the hopes that you will like it so much that you will pay money to come back for more of it.
I'll let you draw your own conclusions on this parable.