I honestly can’t imagine that these kinds of people are really *happy. * I’ve had the misfortune to know a few, and they tend to be bitter, confrontational people who feel their lives to be a constant struggle against people who are “out to screw them.” Their friends and girlfriends tend to be disloyal, and their lives seem to be in constant turmoil.
Their careers usually end with manual labor, however well-paid. There’s nothing wrong with manual labor, of course, but these people tend to be too confrontational and have too poor of social skills to get an administrative job, or climb upward in their career’s hierarchy. Instead of looking at why they weren’t promoted and what they can do to better themselves, they tend to blame race/sex/nepotism as the reason why they didn’t get the job.
I’ve had the misfortune to know a few of these characters, and I wouldn’t call any of them happy. They’re too angry at percieved slights and at all of the missed opprotunities in their lives. Their bitterness and resentment tend to spill over into their social lives until few people (except those in the same boat) want to be around them. The rejection makes them angrier, because they see nothing wrong with themselves.
Maybe it’s “karma’s” way of working. Personally, it matters little how successful I am. What matters is whether or not I’m content and happy with my life.
What could be a more fitting and harsh punishment for people like that than being unhappy their entire lives? To look upon others, who have the happiness and contentment that they crave, but remain unable to achieve it in their own lives, must be hell on earth.