Sometimes I wonder how much of my packrat instincts are due to the notion that I'll never be able to get what I need from elsewhere, and that I've got to have or handle everything myself.
One of the principles of this culture is we were not brought up to expect to be happy. We never expected it, so we're not quite comfortable with it if it should occur. Joy and prosperity make us a little bit uneasy. We would never announce them, ever announce them. In the midst of great success, the most that we could ever say is "It's not bad. It could be worse." We come from a "it could be worse" culture. And the other corollary of that rule, not expecting happiness, is the reluctance to express personal preference when offered.He's not kidding. Ha ha, only serious.
...To say so is to say that happiness is rational, and that by going to a place you love, you would thereby become happy. But, to expect happiness as a result... you would place yourself under such a terrible expectation of happiness.
We come from a dark people, who, if we were offered a drug without side effects that would make us happy every day for the rest of our lives - most of us would turn this down, for fear that we would lose our moral compass.