I was thinking about why people get depressed and go insane and so on. Don’t ask me why, man… it’s just my nature. Anyway, I was waxing how our work systems have all of these provisions built in that in the event of someone going crazier than a coconut, there are fail-safes which can be enacted like counseling and prescription drugs. It’s like it’s expected.

I met a man yesterday who had moved his wife and 2 kids from Chicago to Jersey City, just so he could start up a new division for his company here in NYC. While I admired the sacrifice, I also recognize how risky it is. He wasn’t that high-strung or anything, but I imagined the strain he is under has to be a lot.

All of that ultimately led me to this thought— when people are listed in the news as “addicted to painkillers”, isn’t that a nice way of putting it? I mean, come on, you don’t think a guy who smokes pot or drinks a fifth of whiskey after work isn’t “killing some pain” as well? I just love how we can put a nice spin on things like that.

The moral: if things are too stressful, then cease doing them. Implement change. This service broadcast has been brought to you by the nice folks at Unsung Fu Publishers. No shark removals please.