Making broad generalizations about humans, as we all know, can be really dangerous, prone to eggregious errors, and large groups of people often fail to enjoy one-size-fits-all style treatment. Humans really are THAT diverse, even when you deal with relatively homogenous ethnic subgroups.
That said, it still holds true that effluent human output aggregates according to a certain undeniable smell, blameless to any individual, when you step back and let a social order chug away, and sniff the fumes they produce.
Sort of like a poultry farm. The chickens aren't trying to smell like chicken shit, but there's almost no way a thousand chickens wouldn't produce the smell of manure, when subjected to the conditions agribusiness often utilizes to farm chickens.
Knowing this much, take a hard look at what a technical job asks of the employee. Years spent alone, in silence and solitude, tinkering and fiddling with extremely dry subject matter, usually with dispassionate goals that abstract away from any emotional involvement.
Does that sound like something an attractive person would seek out? Does that sound like something a creative person might enjoy?
But then, there's the money. Why heap so much value upon tech workers? Because, highly pedantic and uncompromising decision making leads to accurate automation and force multiplication.
The cart now leads the horse. All that money. All that prestige. Something extroverts and creative, gregarious people pine for. Why reward these shut-ins? These deformed, mumbling, poorly groomed, bespectacled pick-noses for all the tiddley winks they seem to play with their tin cans and their blinking baubles and their yarn?
The money and praise should go to the attractive, the vivacious, the beautiful! The humans! It's just not fair!
That said, it still holds true that effluent human output aggregates according to a certain undeniable smell, blameless to any individual, when you step back and let a social order chug away, and sniff the fumes they produce.
Sort of like a poultry farm. The chickens aren't trying to smell like chicken shit, but there's almost no way a thousand chickens wouldn't produce the smell of manure, when subjected to the conditions agribusiness often utilizes to farm chickens.
Knowing this much, take a hard look at what a technical job asks of the employee. Years spent alone, in silence and solitude, tinkering and fiddling with extremely dry subject matter, usually with dispassionate goals that abstract away from any emotional involvement.
Does that sound like something an attractive person would seek out? Does that sound like something a creative person might enjoy?
But then, there's the money. Why heap so much value upon tech workers? Because, highly pedantic and uncompromising decision making leads to accurate automation and force multiplication.
The cart now leads the horse. All that money. All that prestige. Something extroverts and creative, gregarious people pine for. Why reward these shut-ins? These deformed, mumbling, poorly groomed, bespectacled pick-noses for all the tiddley winks they seem to play with their tin cans and their blinking baubles and their yarn?
The money and praise should go to the attractive, the vivacious, the beautiful! The humans! It's just not fair!