A Life Worth Living

Yesterday, when I was out with a boy 21 years my junior (why he was even interested was beyond me, but okay, he did buy me lunch) he said something particularly salient and it was this:

"..if that [The Stand- we had been talking about if 99 percent of the population died off] happened, then life would be worth living."

And it was interesting because we both hold the same view: life, to be worth living, must be lived in luxury. In a beautiful house with a beautiful car and a beautiful spouse. There it is. A life worth living.

As for those of you who get off on "helping the poor"- bully for you. Sacrificing things has NEVER made me happy. In fact, it's been the opposite.

The observation is: life is cheap. Death on demand. Beauty is our best and brightest quality. And luxury is the pinnacle of existence.

I remain,

Hilda Stinson