Men who obsessively code, and do so in lieu of playing sports, are trying to satisfy a testosterone-driven need to prove themselves the Alpha in their peer groups. "It's like, 'Look what I've accomplished!'" he explained.
And to satisfy some deep inner urge to hunt and kill, women go shopping.
"Shopping?" I was skeptical.
"You mean to say you don't think shopping is a form of hunting?"
There was an elongated, awkward pause between us. I tried to visualize Red Tag Day at Nordstrom.
"Angela. I've seen PUPILS SHRINK in little old ladies." His voice was getting shrill.
"So what you're saying is, we feel a primal need to hunt ... so most of us go shopping?"
I like the idea of having a carnal hunt-and-kill streak. I considered other scenarios in which I may be said to manifest a desire to tear the legs off a jackal with my jaws.
"Okay," I said.
To illustrate this post I tried scoring an image of a predator killing a gazelle in mid-flight. But all I could find was this neat shot of a tiger playing with piglets. It was too good to pass up. Here you go: