Concerns about the Wailing Wall


The gate at my kids' daycare is a Wailing Wall.

I don't know if it's some kind of group therapy or what, but people there just can't stop complaining:

  • I’m very busy.
  • The viruses.
  • The kid is always sick.
  • Mucus and more mucus
  • The girl is already smoking…

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Whatever.

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But, I’m sure you know that complaining isn’t something exclusive to parents.

Complains have been institutionalized.

In today's society, defeatism is the norm…. and you’ll see once that Trump wins or Kamala wins the election… just wait and see.

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But think of this for a moment.

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Most people hear the alarm, get out of bed, and drag themselves to the bathroom. Cold water, bad coffee, and off to work. A quick break for lunch and back to work again. Then they come home tired. Shower, TV, bed, and back on the hamster wheel… start all over again.

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And so it goes almost every damn day of their lives.

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Even though a day has 24 hours, they barely find time to spend some quality moments with their kids, exercise, read, or simply do nothing.

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Because make no mistake, touching your balls for leisure doing nothing else is true health.

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But no…

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Always in a rush.

Always doing things they’d rather not be doing.

Always hoping to win the lottery.

Always hoping to have more money.

Always the same story.

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Every day, always the same.

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And you know what’s worst?

Something very curious happens with these people.

Despite their obvious discontent, despite living in a constant state of complaint, only a minority actually do something to change it.

The rest, without moving more muscles than their tongue, revel in their dissatisfaction, their complaints, their misery.

"Everything sucks." From the couch of lamentations. With the news on, or Netflix on, or ice cream on.

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