The Trials of an American Dilettante

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Emigrating to Rome or Persia

Apes, wolves and other pack animals are known for having clear leaders who dominate the group. The strong and successful males lead, beat the other animals up and impregnate all of the women. Any weaker males who attempt to rival their power are killed and so are their children. The fittest survive and their genes soon spread and dominate all others attempting to breed. They are the “Alpha Males.”

After the Alphas are the “Beta Males.” They are the jealous, crafty and sleazy who pretend to be allied with the Alphas and then impregnate the females when the Alphas are not around. They rarely attempt to fight with the Alphas unless a group of Betas gangs up on an Alpha. Usually their offspring are raised by the Alphas who are tricked into thinking that they are theirs.

The “Gamma Males” are next. They are clearly inferior males who take whatever they can get. They keep away from most social interaction knowing they will lose in any fight. They scavenge for food after the Alphas and Betas have had their fill. They reproduce only on occasions when a situation arises where a female is isolated or neglected.

Lowest on this totem is the “Omega Males” who are weak and deformed freaks who have zero chance of survival.

The human race certainly has the Alpha leaders and dominators, the Beta sneakers, the Gamma losers and the Omega leftovers. Many of us, though, and perhaps most of us, say, “fuck it” and get out of the Greek system. Realizing that they can prosper by moving east or west, they do so.

Unlike with apes and wolves, the top of human totems is rather subjective. In the stereotype of yuppie culture, the Alphas choose to lift weights and go into business or law. They choose to mate with attractive blonde ditsy women with big breasts. The Betas try to be like the Alphas and end up with middle management positions and women who are less attractive, but from the same mold. The Gammas are happy with whatever and whoever they can get.

But then there are the people that realize that they will not succeed in that rat race and choose a different one. It’s always the nerdy, eccentric comic book guy who is into Japanese girls. It’s always the quiet bookish girl who goes to Bolivia for Peace Corp and marries Alejandro. Why so?

Objectively, the nerdy guy’s computer job is just as profitable as the I-banker, if not more, and the NGO worker is just as fulfilled as the housewife, if not more. The Japanese girl and Alejandro are just as attractive as beefy Chad and blonde “bombshell” Trish. So, really, these people that have moved outside of the system have really done quite well for themselves.

The emigraters (who are perhaps most of us) are creative and adventurous enough to not end up like a pathetic Beta or Gamma.

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