Geoffrey Miller@gmiller
There are guys out there.
Guys who just quietly make something of themselves, and attract a great woman, and have a whole bunch of kids. And then spend the rest of their long, quiet, contented lives being fiercely devoted to their grateful kids and their dozens of grandkids.
They're just playing a completely different game than the rest of us clowns.
We get caught up in our little money games, dominance games, status games, prestige games. Our credentialism, careerism, and consumerism. Our follower counts, citation counts, or Series B valuations. Our sad little skirmishes in the culture wars. Our thousand varieties of engagement bait and social signaling. Our bottomless thirst for social and sexual validation.
Meanwhile, those guys are just keeping their heads down and building their mini-dynasties.
Maybe they end up owning the second most popular Kia dealership in the tri-state area, or work as senior logistics manager for a trucking company down in Springfield, or do the tax accounting for local businesses. They have no pretensions of shaping national politics or world events; they just guide their neighborhoods and cities to grow a little better in a hundred small but significant ways. Their jobs are just a means to an end, and the end is their family and their community. And their wives and kids admire them for it, decade after decade after decade.
Those guys won't even see this message. They're too busy to spend time on social media. Even if they're on X, their follower count is basically their extended family, their friends and neighbors, and a few folks from their congregation.
But God bless them, I say. They know what's up.
They're playing the long game.
While the rest of us are stumbling around trying to discover the meaning of life.