17 June

I watched the game, it’s a good game. But as when I watch F1, I also watch the people. You can see here the root of our culture, in plain view. The fanatical desire to be part of some team, and to go into battle against a rival team. Nothing excites us more, it goes well beyond sport. It only takes a few seconds to step back from that, and ask yourself - why? Why am I doing this? Why do I give a shit which team wins? It’s sport, the better team on the day will win. On another day they won’t win. Why is it some existential thing if they win or lose? Why does every fan that goes to an F1 race have to buy all the merch of their favourite team, and act like a muppet cheering them on, seated with all the other muppets in the same gear? Who cares? Why does it matter what car I drive, or shoes or coffee I buy? We care, more than anything else. Everything is just a mechanism for us to do our favourite thing. Compete with each other. For status.