Imagine that my lawn chair is perched atop the following: A Lincoln Navigator, on top of a squad of dead Marines, resting on a layer of oil-soaked seabirds, held up by 10 starving Congolese villagers without access to contraception, all on the backs of 50 asian teenagers making $1.00 day in sweatshops. As I climb up the ladder to my seat, I get a faint whiff of ...something.
I'd be interested in your thoughts on any person's "right" to happiness, or joy, in a world such as we have now.
Is it moral - justifiable - for me to relax in the yard in the sun, with a sports magazine and a beer, while my country is perpetrating atrocities of all sorts?
I perceive these atrocities ranging from the intrinsic, like consumption of 25% of the world's resources with 4% of its people; to targeted, like global financial policies that ensure 2nd class status for most countries; to immoral, like the tactics being used in the "war on terror."
So, don't worry, be happy, right? Right?
How about those Miami Heat!
Can I get a Recommend?