Rich techno-geeks get confronted with the conundrum and mystery of their obvious and undeniable superiority as established by their wealth and then, with the kinds of brains the have, analyze how they got there down to the first principle of their indisputable competitive excellence.
They won. They are winners. But did they get the girl? Hmm. Once you're rich enough you can buy anything. You can buy the girl, but the girl is tainted with insecurity, having been bought. The thing can go several ways from there, probably none of them good but you never know.
Look for compensation, a sure sign of insecurity. Compensation is trying to get even, to get out of a hole and insecurity is a hole. You suspect you're shit. You decide you're better than everyone else. Being better or worse isn't the problem, comparing yourself is the problem. Don't do it!
You aren't anytime else. There's an obvious limiting-case on the compensation scale, not to be named, but his need for reassurance to the point of adulation and worship is breathtaking, pathetic, and it would produce pity if he weren't fantastically vindictive, a crude form of compensation.
Back to the girl, Cheryl Tiegs was deemed an appropriate geek mate when I first began to observe this. Coming from the other end as a source of insecurity is idealism. The geek brain, gifted at abstraction, reverts to the perfect, platonic ideal of 'girl' or anything else, contributing to insecurity.
Comparison, again.
We each have our own lives. Don't compare. Live your life, appropriately immersed in the wonder and miracle of creation which some people, again unnamed, appear to want to destroy because it's imperfect, extrapolating from their own imperfection with which they are naggingly familiar.
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