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We’re Not In Kansas
Life isn’t a predictable movie script; it’s what you make of it
I’ve often thought life is easiest for people who have a low sex-drive and little imagination. A high libido and an active imagination can be a torment, for one sees endless possibilities that are rarely enjoyed. It’s like watching people blithely ignoring a spectacular fireworks display or walking past a three star Michelin restaurant in order to enter a McSlop franchise.
Nature hasn’t been kind to homo sapiens. Unlike gibbons or swans we’re not evolved to be entirely monogamous, but unlike bonobos we’re not evolved to be happily promiscuous either. We’re stuck uncomfortably in the middle, a semi-monogamous species in which each gender attempts to secure illicit mating opportunities mostly through deceit and cunning.
Which is not exactly a recipe for happiness, nor for relationship stability.
Forget the babbling of people who haven’t realized psychology and sociology are merely cargo-cult pseudo-sciences. We humans don’t practice infidelity because of social constructs, the patriarchy, childhood insecurity, or any other fatuous so-called explanation. We’re hardwired to seek out extra-curricular mating opportunities because that was the most adaptive course of action for the average human during more than 200,000 years of…
