All of that is even more disturbing because personally, all is well. I was with my girl m. on Saturday night eating mango chicken while listening to Roy Ayers (I have almost all his music), tripping and enjoying ourselves. But we were also like “goddamn, this country”. Obsessed with winning and losing when there’s only living. It’s pathetic.
It’s not we can do better but more like there’s absolutely no other way.