Decoding the PaleoRobot brain that drives human behaviour
My Fake Crisis that is Real
I am walking down the street when a crippling wave of vertigo and nausea hits me so hard I need to sit on nearby steps to avoid falling over. But the weakness is not going away. The nausea remains, along with an awful taste in my mouth. I experience the flavor of decay and despair. I feel as if I am in a deathtrap that is inches from closing.
It’s not your fault you’re fat
You were tricked into thinking your obesity is your fault, but it’s not. However it is your responsibility to fix. Long story short: your great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandpa was not fat when foraging in the wild. Try to live as close to him as possible and you will not be either.