–Hello sir, how’s it going? What can I get for you?
–All good, thanks. I guess. Whatever that means. I’ve been doing some thinking recently about what ‘good’ and ‘bad’ mean.
I was just watching this argument about healthcare between a left winger and right winger. Both of them thought they had the right answer. And I realised that for both, more than they thought the other person was wrong, they thought the other person was bad.
I was thinking that I am fundamentally a good person, but then I realised that so does everyone. Everyone thinks they are good and that they know best, that they can help the world the most. And what if the other side are right? What if, objectively, I’m one of the bad guys? I’ll spend my whole life believing things are supposed to be done a certain way and I’ll never know. So I guess I’m concerned that maybe my life is a lie of my own creation and I need something hot and milky to make me feel better.
–One cappuccino, coming right up.
