Odd sentence, ain't it, but also like half the reasoning why people keep buying ever bigger cars and trucks.
The other half is "some other schmuck thinking this will snuff me out", which, fair, but how do you not arrive at the conclusion the eternal arms race of weight and height with cars is like, super bad?
But what if I unconsciously believe that I have a small penis? How else am I supposed to express this belief except by buying a $100,000 lifted Ford, wearing wraparound sunglasses, shaving my head, growing my beard down to my belly, listening to the same five shitty autotuned songs on the radio continuously, and then tailgating you bumper-to-bumper if you do less than 70 MPH over the speed limit? Checkmate, liberal.