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---
title: Liking Things
genre: prose

project:
    title: Book of Hezekiah
    css: hezekiah
    order: 7
    prev:
        title: Problems
        link: problems
...

The definition of happiness is *doing stuff that you really like*.  That
stuff can be eating soup, going to the bathroom, walking the dog,
playing Dungeons and Dragons; whatever keeps your mind off the fact that
you're so goddamn unhappy all the time.  That, incidentally, is the
definition of like: *that feeling you get when you forget how miserable
you are for just a little bit*.  Thus people like doing stuff they like
all the time, as often as possible; because if they remember how
horrible they really feel at not having a background to put themselves
against, they will want to hurt themselves and those around them.

The funny thing is that something we people really like to do is hurt
ourselves and those around us.  We do this by thinking other people are
more unhappy than we are.  We convince themselves that we are truly
happy, ecstatic even, while they merely plod around life half-heartedly,
or, if they're lucky, incorrectly.  We take it upon ourselves (seeing as
we are so happy, and can spare a little bit of happiness) to help them
become happy as well.  We fail to realize that the people will probably
not appreciate our thinking that we're better than they are somehow, for
that is what we do even if we don't mean it.  We forget that we are also
unhappy, and that we are just doing things we like in order to cheer
ourselves up a little bit, which really means that this cheering is
working; but there is such a thing as working too well.  So in a sense
what I'm doing here is cheering myself up by reminding you that you are
unhappy; I'm trying to keep you honest in your unhappiness; and I admit
this is usually called a dick move.

In fact, the best way to overcome happy-hungering (this is the term as I
dub it) is commit as many dick moves as possible, to keep people
remembering that unhappiness abounds.  If you see someone smiling like a
little dog who knows it's about to get pet or get a treat or go to the
vet to donate doggy sperm, smile back.  Grin toothily (a little too
toothily for a little too long).  Their smile will start to fade if
you're doing it right.  Saunter to them, slide as if you're an Olympic
quality ice-skater, as if you're a really good bowler who knows he's
playing against twelve year olds and'll win by a hundred.  Get really
close.  Far too close for what most people would call comfort.  And remind
them of how awful life can be: "I really like your [shirt][]---really only
children chained to looms can get that tight of a weave," you can say,
or "You're not really going to recycle that coffee cup, are you?"  They
will probably get angry, but that's what's supposed to happen.  By making
dick moves, you can overcome what may be the biggest evil on this earth:
Happy-Hungering.

[shirt]: theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html