Because It’s Hard Akira The Don (Ft. David Foster Wallace)

Biggest, most disgustingly selfish vehicles, driven by the ugliest, most inconsiderate and aggressive drivers
And I can think about how our children’s children will despise us for wasting all the future’s fuel
And probably screwing up the climate
And how spoiled and stupid and selfish and disgusting we all are
And how modern consumer society just sucks
And so forth and so on

You get the idea

If I choose to think this way in a store and on the freeway
Fine
Lots of us do
Except thinking this way tends to be so easy and automatic that it doesn’t have to be a choice
It is my natural default setting
It’s the automatic way
That I experience
The boring
Frustrating
Crowded parts of adult life
When I’m operating on the automatic, unconscious belief
That I am the center of the world
And that my immediate needs and feelings are what should determine the world’s priorities

The thing is that, of course, there are totally different ways to think about these kinds of situations
In this traffic
All these vehicles stopped and idling in my way
It’s not impossible that some of these people in SUV’s have been in horrible auto accidents in the past
And now find driving so terrifying that their therapist has all but ordered them
To get a huge, heavy SUV
So they can feel safe enough to drive
Or that the Hummer that just cut me off is maybe being driven by a father whose little child is hurt or sick
In the seat next to him, and he’s trying to get this kid to the hospital
And he’s in a way bigger, more legitimate hurry than I am
It is actually I who am in HIS way