The greatest gift my parents gave me : was a sense of infinite boredom. They were/are religious folks, whereas you might say I am agnostic. I did not appreciate the structure of their faith in God - but I did appreciate their epistemic tenacity ... which you might call their faith in their own faith : pure arrogance, summoned and dismissed at will, deployed for either operational, political, or epistemic purposes ( some long-term, some short ). The fact that I live in a politically religious country, may have something to do with all of this, but that's a distraction.
I began adult work, with some basic assumptions, after college some 20 years ago ...
- 1. I was highly privileged, having access to powerful tools.
- 2. Others were less privileged.
- 3. I should live among others to understand them.
... so I did that for that much time, with some breaks in between.
More recently I was talking to a close friend who often taunts me about how, I "have not accomplished much" in life. I thought this was really funny. Step 2 in the Klein sequence is ridicule, following willful ignorance, and step 3 is resistance, so I offered, "well, I considered myself over-accomplished at the age of 20, and so all my time since then has been spent trying to figure out how to carry that accomplishment with some modesty".
I write about this often : the absence of satisfaction, drives much of commercial success. The culture of business is to maximise gain by force, tempered only by socialist tendencies. So ruthless domination of peers becomes a defining factor of winning, and moated comparative advantages are the key to trade-dominance. Ruthlessly self-satisfied people don't get into business ... they go into the arts, and social work.
Read again, the title of this essay.