T-Rex: Here's how pain SHOULD work! "Hello brain, this is foot. We have stepped on a tack. Pain is at 65% of maximum."

T-Rex: Then *I* say "Hello foot, this is brain. Acknowledged." THE END.

T-Rex: Instead, I get to feel the pain of having briefly HAD a tack in my foot for days. DAYS! What possible purpose does that have?

Utahraptor: Deterrence? If the pain lingers, you're unlikely to do it again?
T-Rex: But it was an accident!

T-Rex: I never intended to do it in the first place, so I can't learn anything from pain if its initial cause is outside my control!
Utahraptor: I don't know what to tell you, man.
T-Rex: I don't know what to tell me either!

God: SO OF EVERYTHING HAPPENING IN THE WORLD YOUR MOST PRESSING CONCERN IS "MY FOOT HURTS"
T-Rex: Um, all my sentences are proceeded by an inaudible "climate change requires structural change, also:"?
T-Rex: Plus it hurts real bad??