To be right.
To be the reigning star of the minute.
Winning, being right all the time, being seen as the star of the moment, all have benefits.
At a minimum, we are flooded with the good hormone: dopamine; in the instant.
But at what cost?
The cost of burning important bridges? Of loosing friends and the support and interests of co-travelers?
Do we choose to win the battle and lose the war?
Have we chosen to be right, over being decent?
Winning is good. We should all aspire towards it. But we should, within the boundaries of decency.