@morell,
morell wrote: And it’s not considered suffering. It’s living the dolce vita.
Yup.
I try to keep reminding myself how rich I am.
I can get potable water by simply turning a faucet. From multiple points in my house (seven points inside, two outside). I even flush my waste using potable water. (This is stupid, IMO.)
I bathe daily. In hot water.
I work in air-conditioned comfort, from my home. The hardest work I do is to unpack the occasional piece of computer equipment (while still in air-conditioned comfort).
I have a variety of food available to me that would have been unimaginable through most of human history. Fresh food, too.
I can travel across the continent at 70 miles per hour. And not have to worry about whether is will be food, water, or lodging along the trip.
Or dysentery. Or polio. Or smallpox. Or a host of less-deadly diseases.
If I do get sick or injured, there are professionals who are obligated to assist me, regardless of my ability to pay.
I can get antibiotics (another miracle) for a pittance.
I can communicate instantly with people on six continents.
I'm rich.
Helping Americans understand just how rich we are