The ultimate black pill,
Maybe Chris is just the forerunner for our bleak future as a dysfunctional, fully automated, soy infused, progressive collection of sheltered adult children.
Chris never had to face any real challenges because the benefits of a technologically advanced society protected him. He has cheap food provided by industrial agriculture, a tug-boat from the taxes of capitalism and 24/7 electric entertainment. His tribe has no expectations for him. He is not forced into hunting or gathering.
Maybe when most things are automated, Head of State Zucker-bot 9000 passes universal basic income, and the rest of society has all but collapsed, most people will be like Chris.