I can’t help it. Emotions are irrational nonsense.
I can feel empathy and apply it to many circumstances. I feel injustices very strongly. I’ve felt infatuation and its addiction many times, but love baffles me. It is like a word without meaning, akin to calling yourself smart. If it is not self evident, the point of the word is mute. It may be closest to cohabitation in a way; like an almost masochistic willful endurance. Is it friendship with addiction and usefulness. Perhaps I should partner with a chat bot and heroin. Curiosity is my favorite emotion. I use curiosity to emulate all the rest. People that feel their emotions, appear unstable and unreliable to me; seeking validation for being bad people; seeking justification for narcissism, sadism, or masochism.
We been trying to go backwards ever since the first life form split. Some are more motivated than others. The hive mind explores every potential ctrl+z for mitosis… Put it back! Stop! No, go away!.. Lone star the barbarian just wanna get merged n go home.
We’re all just animals under the surface. Human exceptionalism is a fallacy. The hormones are just as much a part of you as any conscious thought.
The stranger thing to me is why this type of performance is a thing people watch in the first place. I do not mean that in a judgemental way at all. I am more interested in what it says about the nature of entertainment and human social behavior. This seems like a glitch in the meaning and value of tribalism. The potential benefit is very limited. The person performing has obvious returns on investment. It is the others that I question.