In this thread about lying several posters make the claim that the truth has no value on its own, but that the happiness provided by truth or a friendly white lie is the only thing that counts in the grand scheme of things. This leads me into a complex circular argument which could best be summed up as “what exactly is this happiness thing,” and as a corollary, “why is it so damn important”?
I mean, I get what the dictionary definition of happiness is, intellectually. I have felt happy myself from time to time. But I can’t grasp why happiness is prized above all other emotions as being the way people are Supposed to Feel. Why is happiness a better Way to Feel than anger? Than sadness? I guess I just don’t see what’s so great about feeling happy, at least in that superficial “joy” way, and not in a deeper philosophical sense (which could maybe better be described as “fulfilled”).
Is happiness so important that it is preferable to societal change, and if so why? For instance, one of my favorite short stories (“The Euphio Question” by Kurt Vonnegut) is about a machine (the euphio) that tunes into a certain brain wave, producing a constant stream of happiness. The machine’s detractors say that it will destroy society since nobody will be compelled to create things to make other people happy or excite their emotions. Its supporters say pretty much what Priceguy said in that other thread, “happiness is important because it, well, makes people happy,” and that change isn’t necessary since people will be able to experience happiness directly; in short, civilization has reached a joyous dead end, and we should feel happy about it. It doesn’t really have to be stated that I find the supporters’ platform monstrous, but is this everyone’s reaction? Is happiness truly preferable to Truth, Reality, and Change, and if so, WHY?
I just don’t see how “happiness is important” is not a circular argument. I see change and growth as being the most important things in life and happiness (at least the happiness that would be elicited from someone telling you you’re not fat when you are, or that you’re a great singer when you’re not) is a static emotion; it does not help people change and evolve. Terminally happy people: what is so wonderful about your favorite emotion that makes it more important than The Truth, and by extension, Reality? What does happiness feel like to you? What makes happiness so wonderful that we’d give up our art, music, and literature for quick-fix spell in front of the family euphio? Am I missing something, or is “happiness” (and again, I’m talking about the superficial happiness created in a world of lies, not a deep unity with the cosmos kind of happiness) really not all it’s cracked up to be, and a philosophical dead end to boot?
(I just noticed that I repeat a lot of the same rhetorical questions here. This is because I am really frustrated.)