One of my favorite positions that sounds like a shitpost but is surprisingly difficult to refute is the assertion that the concept of domestication has it backwards for a lot of organisms: it's not that humans domesticated hot peppers, it's that hot peppers domesticated us. In exchange for some of the population being fated for the plate, the organism finds itself defended tooth and nail by the entire force of human cleverness, protected from bad weather, inhospitable conditions, sickness, injury, and all other predators (and remember that in nature pretty much everything has A Lot of predators). Furthermore the hairless beach chimp goes to incredible lengths to ensure the populations are widespread, gigantic, and carefully resupplied if anything crashes, applying bonus evolutionary pressure to avoid such fates in the first place.
Like, yeah sure, we're gonna eat those peppers, but in exchange hot pepper plants have secured one of the cushiest possible niches on the planet and get advantages handed to them on a silver platter. Who exactly is the servant in this scenario, hmm?
