What drove us away from making fun shit? Was it our inferior need to make money? I used to think I was the greatest computer guy around until a guy in his dor

What drove us away from making fun shit? Was it our inferior need to make money? I used to think I was the greatest computer guy around until a guy in his dorm room, one year older than me, suddenly became a millionaire and then a billionaire. He made me feel so inferior, I lost the plot. It wasn't like being good at art as a kid, feeling valued, and then later on in life, realizing art isn't my thing, in a moment of disappointment, and then dismissing it as a career option. It was more like, seeing what he did, being greedy to want to copy it, and then seeking to be like a lesser version of zuckerberg, and to make an inferior facebook, while completely losing what I was doing in the first place, like the ultimate distraction.