Click Map for Details

Flag Counter

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

The Indictment of Happiness

Monday I traveled to the St. Petersburg-Clearwater International Airport to meet my brother who flew in from Georgia. I arrived early for I like to “people watch” and to get a sense of the stir of an airport with people coming and going, greeting one another or saying goodbye, and seeing the panoply of life situations presented from families with children to singles to senior citizens to young people with fresh relationships just beginning and locked in embraces of greeting or farewell. I watched as a young man arrived and greeted his waiting mate. They embraced and kissed, and then repeated the kiss. I felt an identity with them and thought warmly of the cherished days that Kathy and I enjoyed together. Then I thought what it would have been like to witness such affection had my life always been isolated and alone. Rather than feeling empathy with the young couple and their joy, I would have felt envious and painfully deprived and left-out of the best fruits of life. I came to the realization that the absence of such negative feelings can be attributed to the fact that I have had a full life of my own. When we hear of mass killings it often comes to light that the person who commits the atrocity is a loner. Could part of the reason for the tragedy be that for the killer the happiness of others is too great a burden to bear and lashing out in envy and resentment is the only way to resolve this personal tragedy within—that of stark loneliness and emptiness—an abyss filled only when humanity rushes in at last to surround him with focus and passion.

Print Page