Scheffler's honesty reveals a universal truth: Happiness is always a temporary state. I simply don't believe the people who claim to "be" happy. Even Trappist monks struggle to find inner peace. As for golf, well, I don't play golf but my golf-playing friends are regularly despondent and only occasionally elated. Like baseball, golf is one of those sports where even the very best fail most of the time. I mean—golf has the handicap built right in! Think about the existential golf clichés: "Golf is a good walk spoiled."
I read that success is getting what you want. Happiness is wanting what you get.
Scheffler's honesty reveals a universal truth: Happiness is always a temporary state. I simply don't believe the people who claim to "be" happy. Even Trappist monks struggle to find inner peace. As for golf, well, I don't play golf but my golf-playing friends are regularly despondent and only occasionally elated. Like baseball, golf is one of those sports where even the very best fail most of the time. I mean—golf has the handicap built right in! Think about the existential golf clichés: "Golf is a good walk spoiled."
I think it’s also about the struggle to
value process over performance (and performativeness). (And I am a fan of your work, so thanks for reading.)
Thanks!