Evolution Has Tricked Us

 

Evolution tuned you sharp for the fight,
For living through hunger, danger, and night.
Not built for the truth or a calm, steady mind,
But to grab what was scarce and left not behind.

 

We learned “good” and “bad,” a weaponized code,
Fast judgments to carry a dangerous load.
Praise bound the circle, blame kept it tight,
To be “good” beat the truth, winning that fight.

 

Righteous felt good ‘cause it worked back then,
Small tribes, quick feedback, whether foe or friend.
Speed over nuance, passion over proof,
Moral fire in a group was better than truth.

 

But the world grew wide, the wiring stayed small,
Signals went global, the feedback now crawled.
As certainty spreads faster than makes any sense,
Then blaming misfires with big consequence.

 

You crave sugar, salt, and fat, slick and sweet,
Once rare little gifts for the hunter’s bare feet.
Now aisles overflow, engineered for delight,
Calories aplenty, nutrients not in your sights.

 

Same ancient shortcut, same modern trap,
The map is outdated, and you can’t see the gaps.
You feed on what hits you right here and right now,
While your future pays big for that poisonous chow.

 

Sugar fills the moment, steals health from the Next,
Blame steals the present, leaves others a wreck.
One tricks the body, the other the mind,
Both keep you in a terrible bind.

 

Evolution didn’t promise wisdom or grace,
Living in those tribes with hunger and disgrace.
But to live well now, let’s see past those thrills—
Trading sugar and righteous for fiber and skill.