Lost for Words

I’m actually not lost for words. Rather, I thought it was a clever title.

I have been writing lots of posts over at Substack cuz they (the Substack manufacturers) allow me to monetize my audience — which, let’s be real, that business is gonna implode. And so I’ll post here, back where I am a publisher, and you are the audience. None of this mysterious monetization BS here. No sirree, bub. Or is it bob? I do not know.

But I digress.

I’m listening to Paramore. And thinking about Voltaire quotations. Talk about juxtapositions!

Anyway, I watched the video for …crap, I forget the name of the song again. Ok, I got it. “Ain’t it Fun” is the name of the song. And, like, no not per se. Like, I obviously have had my own life experiences that have introduced challenges I never wanted, but let’s skip me. There are like _millions_ of children who will go to bed hungry. Very basic needs will go unfulfilled. And yet the Paramore video depicts like carefree fun. And it’s just interesting because I fully suspect some people in abject poverty experience greater fulfillment than some people living the vapid Paramore video-type lifestyle.

And that is not meant to justify the poverty and difficult circumstances faced by some — ooh! — like Voltaire said, “The comfort of the rich depends on a plenitude of poor” (I’m not going to double-check that quotation so sorry if it’s wrong). Rather, it seems like some people are typically unhappy — predisposed to unhappiness, whereas others are more inclined to look for and/or find a silver lining.

And so, what does it all mean? Why does life exist? Me, I do not know.