It’s a mad, bad, dangerous world. People are violent, unpredictable and remarkably prone to unhappiness considering the opportunities available to us for material comfort.
One might observe that if madness and the other sources of discomfort were removed, one would be left with sanity and happiness. But at what cost?
I’m watching a movie called Equals at the moment. I just broke off to type this. It’s about a future world in which emotions have been ‘cured’. It’s also a study of what happens when two people fall in love within such a regime. Perhaps predictably, what was intended as a utopia, quickly turns into personal dystopia.
I’m also reading a book called Intrusion by Ken McLeod. It’s about a future world in which genetic defects have been removed. It’s also a study of what happens when two people refuse the ‘fix’ for their unborn child within such a system. Again, what was intended as a utopia, fast becomes a personal dystopia.
I’m experiencing a life of personal comfort at the moment. I eat comfortably, work comfortably, sleep comfortably and write these little messages comfortably. You could say that I’m living in my own personal utopia. So tell me this – why am I so soddin’ bored?
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