Imagine this: you’re blessed with opposable thumbs and breathtaking mental faculties. You have a notion of object permanence. You can use language, do mathematics, and decipher the world around yourself. There is no question that you are the pinnacle of evolution, a simply amazing, staggeringly rare thing to exist, the very poster child for the best that Mother Earth has to offer. And how do you spend your days? Drinking lattes and eating cheeseburgers.
The problem is that you see yourself as a machine, not a human. It's in part a product of being male and young, but as you become less young your perspective on all this will change.
I have a similar feeling when people talk about wanting to live in the city for the food, and so many of their hobbies revolve around restaurants. But I also get it, and to an extent i have similar interests, particularly as I can afford fancier places, I now eat meals hilariously expensive to my past self. I don't hate myself for it or anything, but it's kinda stupid.
Cringe, unsubscribing over this drivel. Same tier of person who hates small talk and would rather ask, "what are you most passionate about" at a party. Complete inability to read the room. Then they complain they can't get a girlfriend. Love is inane, why are you bothering to waste time? Go read Plato and learn 2 c0de instead
We’re blessed with opposable thumbs and breathtaking mental faculties entirely as adaptations to find food and avoid becoming food. Cooking is what enabled us to have massive brains. Cooking food made us human: https://www.google.com/books/edition/Catching_Fire/ebEOupKz-rMC?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=how+cooking+made+us+human&printsec=frontcover
The problem is that you see yourself as a machine, not a human. It's in part a product of being male and young, but as you become less young your perspective on all this will change.
I have a similar feeling when people talk about wanting to live in the city for the food, and so many of their hobbies revolve around restaurants. But I also get it, and to an extent i have similar interests, particularly as I can afford fancier places, I now eat meals hilariously expensive to my past self. I don't hate myself for it or anything, but it's kinda stupid.
Cringe, unsubscribing over this drivel. Same tier of person who hates small talk and would rather ask, "what are you most passionate about" at a party. Complete inability to read the room. Then they complain they can't get a girlfriend. Love is inane, why are you bothering to waste time? Go read Plato and learn 2 c0de instead