I feel this evolutionary break every day when I walk the path around our suburban lake. I used to look up and be ready to say hello to anyone. But the mask vax social distance neighbors earn by unending contempt. I don’t know how I’ll ever get over it.
Perhaps the direction of evolution is not as you were taught--to smarter, taller, refined elites. The fittest who survive may be capable of making food grow, making children, making decisions without computers. We still don't know how the Egyptian pyramids were built and that elite, along with their knowledge, did not survive. Perhaps we are a brutish, midwit, survival human species already.
Maybe. Musk shares your view of risk and space travel. But I kind of think a lot of what you lament (risk averse, overly cautious) is what it will take to survive in the equivalent of tin cans traveling in deep space. And while I am enamored of space travel that does not sound appealing to me. Is it possible that the little gray aliens are in fact us? That they have to travel back in time to obtain fresh DNA because they have so sanitized themselves they can no longer reproduce?
I feel this evolutionary break every day when I walk the path around our suburban lake. I used to look up and be ready to say hello to anyone. But the mask vax social distance neighbors earn by unending contempt. I don’t know how I’ll ever get over it.
They've earned it.
They are still smug about it too
Basking in their ignorance.
Perhaps the direction of evolution is not as you were taught--to smarter, taller, refined elites. The fittest who survive may be capable of making food grow, making children, making decisions without computers. We still don't know how the Egyptian pyramids were built and that elite, along with their knowledge, did not survive. Perhaps we are a brutish, midwit, survival human species already.
Great stuff. I need one of these about every 10 days after the bullshit that was shoveled at people during and after Covid.
Maybe. Musk shares your view of risk and space travel. But I kind of think a lot of what you lament (risk averse, overly cautious) is what it will take to survive in the equivalent of tin cans traveling in deep space. And while I am enamored of space travel that does not sound appealing to me. Is it possible that the little gray aliens are in fact us? That they have to travel back in time to obtain fresh DNA because they have so sanitized themselves they can no longer reproduce?