A buddy left her cellphone close to me. Over the subsequent half hour, it pinged and chirped.
I felt myself getting anxious and slightly antsy…
These weren’t pings for me, not on my cellphone. They weren’t sounds that my cellphone even makes.
It doesn’t matter.
The coaching has been occurring for years. We’re caught in a Pavlovian recreation wherein we’re the product, not the organizers.
Another person is ringing the bell, and it’s been taking place for therefore lengthy we don’t even understand how deeply the hooks have been set.