I am often prompted by public scandals and private conversations to wonder how on earth I have indulged in such an unrealistic situation. In order to regain my peace of mind, I immediately explain these cruel or greedy events by one-off deviancial reasons.
However, in some rare moments, I realise what a strong will-power I need to maintain the prevailing worldview in my imagination, where the actual events fall into the category of outrageous nonsenses.
Thanks to the recent scientific advances, I can improve my mental and physical health. Conscious lifestyle, effective drugs and comprehensive medical care are said to keep me fit and desirable. Meanwhile, I deliberately brush aside the fact that my organs’ biological expiry date and their unpleasant decay are actually fought by this delicate self-care.
I can jubilate about my suffrage in a democracy and I must be grateful to be born in peacetime. However, ongoing wars and evident economic and political interconnectedness keep interfering in my just and fair universe. I am supposed to walk along the streets and ignore the homeless people at the edge of starvation. I am bound to prepare honest tax declaration and pass over the continous thefts of governments. I am expected to take up 20-year mortgage and disregard the fact that none of my ancestors’ lives lacked of wars.
Life-long learning is said to boost my value on the labour market, and the opportunity of a great professional success is to compensate the endless hours spent at the desk cramming and sweating. In reality, as an employee, my earnings, pension and health-care depend utterly on my employers. Each time I contradict managers, defy the corporate culture or make a mistake, my lovelihood is at stake.
I fall in love, I make friends, I have food and cloths preferences, which all seems to be my own choices and personal features. Actually, my hobbies are indispensable for my survival. In lack of sufficient supply, these free-time activities would turn into desperate struggles to satisfy basic necessities.
On top of this, I should keep these impressions so deep in my mind that I would be able to reprimand a child doubting the beauty of life and reproaching me for the everyday hardships.