Autoerotic Darwinism

Tonight at dinner, while viciously stabbing a piece of broccoli with my chopstick (I was imagining that it was a creationist), I suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Me: "Oh my god!"
Wil: "What?"
Me: You know all those people who are into autoerotic asphyxiation and accidentally kill themselves with belts, because they can't undo the buckle?"
Wil, looking confused: "Yeah...."
Me: "Well, what if we created a product that was essentially a belt, but with a quick-release button on the side in case of emergencies?"
Wil: "Uh, I think those kinds of people aren't the kind who advertise their fetish. I doubt they would go actively looking for a product, especially when they can discreetly buy a belt at a store."
Me: "Well, the smart ones would buy it! And the ones who don't and then kill themselves with belts deserved it for not buying my awesome product. It's Darwinism in action!"

This is the new face of Darwinism.