Okay, maybe I’m being a bit presumptuous, but, once again, Brad Warbiany has a post up that echoes alot of things that have been going through my head lately.
In essence Brad writes about what constitutes happiness. Is it materialism ? Family ? Money ? Fame ?
Frankly, I don’t know what the answer is. Each person has something that makes them happy. For me, its a mixture of things — my wife, my relatives (okay, well, most of them), our dog, the music I enjoy, a good book,? a good bottle of wine, a walk on a cool spring evening, or sometimes just sitting in front of the television on a Tuesday night.? The problem that I encounter is that outside forces seem to intervene at an all to frequent interval; heck, outside forces are the principle reason I didn’t blog for most of the month of April.
In the area that we live in, its sometimes hard not to fall into the trap of believing that material goods somehow are a measure of personal worth. Whether its the size of your house or the kind of car you drive, its pretty clear that there are alot of people in the Metro DC area who judge people principally, if not exclusively, on their material possesions. Of course, this isn’t much different from the way things are in other parts of America.
I believe in capitalism, and I believe that it is the only economic system compatible with individual liberty.? What I have serious doubts about, however, is the commercial-driven materialism that has come to personify much of American culture and the (I think false) idea that it is the road to happiness.
Yep… Great minds really do think alike.
And for some odd reason, so do ours