Ware I Stand
You can now make more money than your grandparents ever did. You can also drive really fast, and you can change your sex. You can find friends without having to go to church, and you can see movies in your own house. You can get pictures of naked people almost anywhere, and you can curse out loud freely. You can buy dinner in a box and not have to wash anything after you eat it. You can fly to any city you want and meet a sexual partner, or you can talk to them on the phone. You can have bright light twenty-four hours a day without having to clean soot off the walls, and you can listen to any music you want anytime, anywhere. You can find people everywhere who like exactly the same things as you do, and you can print your own books. You can buy vegetables from the other side of the Earth, and you can build a house in a day. You can be perfectly warm or cool at every moment, and you can stay in school all your life. You can have sex fourteen thousand times and not have a baby, or you can junk it cheaply if it's the wrong time. You can write with pens that don't try out, or leak, or have to be plucked from a bird, and you can hear about people being hacked to death thousands of miles away. You can see through telescopes almost to the beginning of time, and you can keep milk fresher longer than ever before. You can shit in a bowl and then whisk it away, and you can visit caged wild animals in the middle of a city. You can buy things to make you hear and see better, and you can live anywhere you want. You can get your face stretched tight like when it was new, and you can be sick and not die for a really really long time.
So why can't you figure out a way to be happy?
So why can't you figure out a way to be happy?