Musk is an object lesson in the perils of losing all sense of proportion—he got insanely, ridiculously rich overnight but retained the value framework of a middle class fifty-something twitter-obsessed edgelord from the dot-com era.
Musk is like if Hitler in 1941 was obsessed with painting his W40K Space Marines miniatures instead of running an empire, but had bad hand/eye coordination so paid minions to do it for him and was a seething ball of spite and resentment as a result.