I wonder whether this is actually a sort of class issue. The dissonance between being part of god's chosen tribe and the realisation of being decidedly middle class all the while. It manifests itself by turning people into Emacs emos. It's not a phase, I am unique, and I'll run away from home if you tell me otherwise.
It felt absurd that if we aren't all doing the same job then surely we're not on the same team