I'm sorry, I am going to call this nonsense. I am second generation from immigrants who arrived at these shores with nothing but the clothes on their backs. They escaped Genocide and other horrors. When they got here they grabbed whatever job they could. They had nothing. They saved their money. And when they could, they started their own small businesses (yes, both of my grandparents behaved the same way without kno…
When someone whose definition of failure is getting buried in an unmarked mass grave is competing against someone whose definition of failure is sleeping in their car for a few months, that first guy will risk more to win.
I recall from the movie Gattaca, when the natural-genes protagonist had a swimming contest against his engineered-genes brother, and won, the latter demanded to know "How did you beat me?!" and the former responded, "I never saved anything for the swim back." He was prepared to drown, so long as he could win before dying.
Having to go back to square one seems like a failure only to those people who are not aware that there is a square zero. For those people, square one is still one step away from failure.