I'm wondering...when did enjoyment become our highest standard?
Somewhere along the way, of course. But, at some point, if we don't do things simply because they aren't enjoyable, we've ended up somewhere quite problematic.
What ever happened to good...as a standard?Don't we do things at times, simply because they are good to do? Obviously, either can be misused (and has been), but sometimes I wonder if we've thrown the baby out with the bath-water on this one.
I don't find some of my neighbors particularly enjoyable people. They're not bad — just not enjoyable (...what irony if they would say the same thing about me?!?). But, that doesn't mean it's not still good to talk to them, to relate to them, to offer to help them when they need it.
Why?
Because it's a good thing to do.
Which begs the next question; what is good, in this context?
