Because I am a procrastinating pain in the butt -- and because I can't seem to make up my mind how to write about my drive -- I'm going to send you over to Wait But Why again.
If you've been reading here for any length of time, you know I'm a fan. This is the last Musk post and ... well. It gives you plenty to think about. Just a snippet here.
Because not only does it amp up our fear in general to “s**j we botched the hunt now the babies are all going to starve to death this winter” levels even though we live in an “oh no I got laid off now I have to sleep at my parents’ house for two months with a feather pillow in ideal 68º temperature” world—but it also programs us to be terrified of all the wrong things. We’re more afraid of public speaking than texting on the highway, more afraid of approaching an attractive stranger in a bar than marrying the wrong person, more afraid of not being able to afford the same lifestyle as our friends than spending 50 years in meaningless career—all because embarrassment, rejection, and not fitting in really sucked for hunters and gatherers.