{"id":2119,"date":"2012-08-25T22:30:00","date_gmt":"2012-08-25T20:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/?p=2119"},"modified":"2012-08-25T22:53:02","modified_gmt":"2012-08-25T20:53:02","slug":"wired-for-success","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wired-for-success\/","title":{"rendered":"Wired for success."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We are happy when other people like us. We are happy when other people like a thing we made. So we try to make things that other people will like. It makes us happy.<\/p>\n<p>I assume there is some grand evolutionary reason for this behavior. But it doesn&#8217;t seem very productive in terms of civilization. Maybe civilization is a weak trait that evolution will remove in the long run. In the fight between nature and culture, nature always wins. At the expense of life itself, if need be. It&#8217;s for the best, I&#8217;m sure.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe being wired for success is how nature tries to slow us down. The rapid evolution of civilization as a result of many people stubbornly going against the grain has lead to a very perilous situation. We are endangering the entire planet. If we would stop our revolutions and just do things that pleased other people, we would evolve a lot more slowly. And perhaps not endanger our environment so much.<\/p>\n<p>Whether this is a good idea at this very moment is another matter. Maybe we should first do some more rapid thinking, before we can slow down in a world that isn&#8217;t threatening to wipe us all out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We are happy when other people like us. We are happy when other people like a thing we made. So we try to make things that other people will like. It makes us happy. I assume there is some grand evolutionary reason for this behavior. But it doesn&#8217;t seem very productive in terms of civilization. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2119","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-musing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2119","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2119"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2119\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2138,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2119\/revisions\/2138"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2119"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2119"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/bientotlete\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2119"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}