Isn't it a marvel, Cedar, that we are all still human in that same way that we crave comfort and nooks and crannies, and alcoves, and benches and porches to talk with our neighbors?
And isn't it sad that so many experts pooh pooh this?
As to the discussion between hard wiring/innate human nature: Our experts, the rule makers, are trying to foist on us something which is foreign, inhabitable and inhospitable...and makes us sad, and crazy, and lonely...bereft, even.
Like rats that become psychotic...in the experiment and begin to injure themselves.
This is really an important question, is it not? I mean, who are we really??? And taking a stand in all things...
