In the same day you can wander through a meadow kind of carefree and feel at ease, and then traverse a craggy ridge and just be completely on edge and carefully calculating and choreographing every step. The landscape and the necessities of that environment can play a significant part in ordering your conscious experience and resulting behaviors.
And then we go and structure our society like that craggy ridge, with its mammoth rising and falling "competitive" enterprises, which themselves under the pressure claw together their "moats" and "retaining walls" to establish their monopolies and keep their shape, while between them exist yawning chasms where the billowing tatters of social safety nets sway in the breeze. If you squint you can make them out when they catch the light, like glinting spider webs.
And so it is no small wonder that so many people, facing such an environment, live with a constant tension, some of them acting like complete maniacs and predators to traverse their splintered homes.
