I’m of two minds. At no time in history have we been as aware of our neighbors as we are now. When Grog was out beating rocks together to get food, was he stressed, or just hungry? When The mesopotamian farmers had a bad day at work, did it piss them off, or were they too tired from the excercise to care?
Our more receint generations had lovely things like race wars, domestic violence, and the lot and it was something not talked about. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t all Ward and June Cleaver.
We now have the ability to treat the scars of stress, and on the other, more stressful situations than we’ve ever really had in the past.
Or do we? Infant mortality is unheard of anymore. Death on the job in sweatshop conditions doesn’t happen anywhere this post is being read. The fatalities in our current war are 1/100th what they were in previous historical conflicts.
If you break your arm, folks don’t give it a second thought if you have a cast. If you have the runs, you take something for it. If there’s something wrong with your head, why WOULDN’T you take something for it?
In the interests of full disclosure, I’m in the titrating phase of getting off Xanax and Wellbutrin. I had Generalized Anxiety Disorder and it was a VERY REAL illness.
It was stated above (correctly, I believe) that our society is built on not being happy. There’s always the next car, house, computer, Movie, job, whatever. As a good consumer, you have no right to be happy as long as there’s something else out there you don’t have. And if you do, then you better watch out before the Evil People take it away.