You have to be unhappy if you want to be a friend of mine

by Regis Boff

This is my issue with the political far left. It demands that I am affronted by any form of happiness unless it is universally and equally shared by all.
Now, being a man who tabulates the envy of others as proof of my own personal joy, I am tired with the left’s enforced meloncholy. Making ourselves sad is not a remedy for another’s misfortune.