Talkin' Shit About A Pretty Sunset

Humans are animals. We're products of evolution as much as the giraffe and the coelacanth. Designed by millions of years of evolution to use our brains to cope with the enviroment around us, all humans should be adapted to combat some of the harshest assaults on our bodies and intellects the earth can throw at us. That fact is the reason why I am constantly nonplussed at the way many humans look.

More than 30% of the strangers I see every day look as though they have evolved directly to be able to merely survive in the environment of a suburban living room, office or automobile---but nothing else. Not to be cruel, but why the hell do so many people look like pure-bred doughy-ass, milk-fed pussies? How does evolution explain this? We're all products of nature, so why has nature created so many useless pieces of waddling flesh?

Like the bunny rabbit or the three-toed sloth, much of humanity makes absolutely no survivalist sense.