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Remember, our base human drives for reproduction and consumption are pretty much unchanged for 1,000,000 years and we have little inclination to change, as a species.
The greed is the feathers on the peacock, so to speak. There to attract the mate. The bigger and more iridescent the fan of tailfeathers, the more likely said peacock will get his peacock off.
(yes, I have oversimplified peacock mating rituals, because this isn't a post about peacock mating rituals, but a metaphor)
From a million years ago, when hardwiring the male human brain to want to fuck basically every female, made perfect sense in a species so small in numbers, so unequipped with biological defense mechanisms like claws or bony armor or the ability to rapidly tunnel, that such desires could wind up preserving a species that otherwise would have died out, to today, when such a union of sex and greed now comes full circle to destroy our species.
This is quite the mild disagreement on the order of "Which came first the chicken or the egg?"
But I think that, based on my line of reasoning, that greed is one of the mechanisms by which we fufill our need for having sex with everything that moves.
Just ask The Donald Trump.
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