Life is inheritly expansive and colonialist. The trees war the grass for the light by throwing shade. So people have these little plot-armor, little stories justifying endless expansion- having three kids, who consume thanks to modern industrialized society energy and nutrients like a medieval village and do the same. Without these "Im-good" self-repairing stories, people would stop having kids and wither and die. To demand people to be rational there, is to start a death cult.
These whales sing songs about how sharks have no souls and the metal fish dwellng on the surface mauled there ancestors.
These whales sing songs about how sharks have no souls and the metal fish dwellng on the surface mauled there ancestors.