People (I use this general term to describe the average, middle class American) seem to be realizing within themselves a feeling of entitlement. They believe, in this time of "economic turmoil" that they deserve to be taken care of; that is what America does; that is what America is. I think it may have been an unseen weed growing along side the American Dream. Sprouting quietly in the pot with the philosophy of 'you-get-out-what-you-put-in', people seem to have developed an allergy to work. We feel that as an American, we deserve to be taken care of; we don't have to put in any more. Wherever the roots, this creed it becoming more and more prominent. But we seem to feel we deserve to sit back and aim our suction-cup guns at whatever scapegoat pops out of the hole. I found myself entertaining the whim of how nice it would be to have a rich uncle die and leave me everything.
It is my belief that this life is meant to be trying. It is meant to push us beyond what is comfortable; and often what seems bearable. But I know that this life is meant to be good. The picture is beautiful, though you may need to take a few steps back.