Posted on 08/30/2013 5:49:00 AM PDT by SoFloFreeper
This morning, I saw with great sadness a little bit of the NBC TODAY show.
All four hosts were on, and the subject was "What makes you happy?"
The "wisdom" NBC offered viewers came from three thinker-philosophers of the past. Whom did Matt Lauer and Company recommend for advice on how to be happy?
Jean-Paul Sartre. Friedrich Nietzsche. Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Funny, the two atheists were miserable people. They would have been better off with Viktor Frankl,
No, the brain in my ‘ead!!
You do not have to be atheist to be miserable, but I am sure it helps. :)
I misread your post, Sherman.
I saw anti-semitic...not anti anti-semitic.
So sorry.
Australia Australia Australia !!!
No Pooftahs!
I think I’d be happy, happy, happy too if I never bathed, never shaved or cut my hair, had someone cooking and cleaning for me and taking care of my kids.
Men have it great! Women...not so much. There is a HUGE difference between the men and women on this show. And I can tell you that if one of the wives wanted to let themselves go like the men, all hell would break loose.
And I love Duck Dynasty...just sayin’...it is better to be a man than woman. :)
The original term, the one that our Founders understood, did not equate happiness with self-gratification.
"Pursuit of Happiness" as used by our Founders meant living a virtuous life whose final goal is to be with God.
Oh, how I wish!!
**Friedrich Nietzsche always struck me as being one seriously miserable SOB.***
I tried to read one of his books a few years ago. After about 10 pages I realized this person had some real mental problems and quit.
I grabbed this to use as my incoming text-message notice.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_u7VGiMO0U
WHAT REALLY MAKES YOU HAPPY? from a true philosopher.
FASTER HORSES
He was an old-time cowboy, don’t you understand his eyes were sharp as razor blades his face was leather tan his toes were pointed inward from a-hangin’ on a horse he was an old philosopher, of course.
He was so thin i swear you could have used him for a whip he had to drink a beer to keep his britches on his hips i knew i had to ask him about the mysteries of life he spit between his boots and he replied
“it’s faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money”
He smiled and all his teeth were covered with tobacco stains he said, “it don’t do men no good to pray for peace and rain. peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity, and buffalo chips is all it means to me.”
I told him i was a poet, i was lookin’ for the truth i do not care for horses, whiskey, women or the loot i said i was a writer, my soul was all on fire he looked at me an’ he said, “you are a liar.”
“it’s faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money”
Well, i was disillusioned, if i say the least i grabbed him by the collar and i jerked him to his feet there was something cold and shiny layin’ by my head so i started to believe the things he said
Well, my poet days are over and i’m back to being me as i enjoy the peace and comfort of reality. if my boy ever asks me what it is that i have learned i think that i will readily affirm
“it’s faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money” (repeat 2x)
Is your name not Bruce?
I can’t remember exactly....Sartre’s was something about finding happiness within yourself, I think....Nietzsche’s was talking about dancing every day.....Emerson’s was more like Sartre......
You’ll be ready for old dogs, children and watermelon wine after those faster horses, younger women and more money and the happiness just keeps on keepin’ on.
LOL! I got the old dogs, a cat, love watermelon(is that racis’), and, as Fred Astaire used to sing in THE BAND WAGON, “More beer! More beer!”
In those late hours of the night when you awake and gather your senses, maybe wanting to tell someone, maybe who’s passed, about something or another, the awful finality of believing in atheism - there is no God, no afterlife or heaven, no way to ever revisit or update, must be one real let-down.
I can’t think of going through life thinking there is no recourse, redemption or higher purpose. Why would these people even contemplate continuing to exist if there is nothing. It has to be a pretty empty and lonely existence IMO.
“Jean-Paul Sartre”
Asking an existentialist how to be happy is like asking a bum how to get rich.
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