|Fat Chance Bellydance via Ouled Nail|
My healing instinct on this one is to immediately put up a picture of the amazing ladies of Fat Chance Bellydance -- for a number of reasons. First of all, check out the variety of bodies there! Second, look how totally blissed out they look - and how fierce. Although FCBD was actually named as a joking reference to the response founder Caroleena Nericcio used to give to creepy dudes asking for "private dances," the troupe is also famous showcasing a diversity of bodies and has done a lot to break down the Western stereotype of bellydancers as Barbies in coin belts. But also I want to put them up there in order to illustrate something I'm going to say in a few paragraphs...
|For example, this picture comes up on the first |
page of Google results for 'happiness,' from a
blog post called "Authentic Happiness." And maybe
she really is happy, but dude, if I had to wear
that outfit, I would be fucking wretched.
See? It's all relative. Via invisibleheartstrings.com
|Okay, I lied. It turns out rich people are empirically happier. Because science. |
Responses by income bracket in 2006 to the question "Taken all together, how
would you say things are these days?" Read more about this from Freakonomics
"Bad is so bad, we cannot but think good an accident; good is so good, we feel certain that evil could be explained." - G.K. Chesterton
Replace "bad" with "suffering" and "good" with "happiness" and I think you'll have a hard time disagreeing with this one. The truth is (and yes, I am going to make a sweeping statement about the true nature of the universe, and I'm right, too) that they are not mutually exclusive emotions. They exists side by side. Suffering doesn't naturally cancel out happiness; I have friends who have gone through a very particular kind of guilt because they found they could still manage to experience happiness after the death of a loved one, when they weren't "supposed to" be able to feel it. Happiness can coincide with, overlap, or simply be gently nudged out of the way by other emotions. That makes it no more or less flimsy than suffering - or anger, delight, jealousy, or any other feeling. It is not a way of being. It is not a lifestyle.
|The Bluebird of Happiness temporarily absent from his life, |
Stan is visited by the Chicken of Depression. (from the ever-awesome Gary Larson)
Am I telling you to give up trying to be happy? Well, yes and no. Look, let's bear in mind that the experience of feeling really wonderful about existence is so important to me that my life goal is to build a museum all about it. So obviously I don't think happiness is some dopey thing we all make too much fuss about. I do think that trying to be happy is a waste of time. Trying to experience happiness on a regular basis? Swell, give me a call, I've got some great hikes we can go on and I pack a mean picnic. But trying to be happy? Listen, I think being bisexual would be totally awesome, but the fact is that the only lady parts I want to get up close with are my own, and ain't nothing gonna change that, either.
|via The World According to Lawgirl|