I’ve always felt that there are some things its probably best we don’t know, or don’t know too much about. I’m certain although I haven’t researched it with any academic scrutiny that mechanics cars break down at least three times as often as regular peoples. That strange noise that your car makes some time, that dull clattering sound, for us its a quirk, a feature. To a mechanic its a challenge. When they begin to tinker to fix it, like a house of cards that challenge collapses into a heap of mini-challenges that just make the problem worse.

At least that’s my theory anyway. There are several other categories of things that I think people who study or read about are only signing themselves up to a lifetime of slightly less happiness than before:

Psychology - once you pull the top layer back that allow society to function and like stops people jumping in front of you in the queue at the supermarket and stuff, I don’t think theres all that much positivity to find in human behaviour. Its also really dangerous to be able to analyse yourself too closely.

Philosophy - time spent thinking about whether your happy or not, will only make you less

happy. I think no doubt doing what you instinctively think will make you happy, is a better use of time.

Nihilism - I know enough about it to know that it sounds shit and like a cop out.

Free Will - linked to nihilism, the dilbert guy describes this and just about everything else in a million times more funnily than I ever could. Actually having free will is completely unimportant. Living your life as if you have free will is all that matters.

3 steps to guaranteed depression and anxiety:

1) Acknowledge life has a melancholy tree
2) Acknowledge the melancholy tree has fruit
3) Acknowledge that you can eat the fruit of the melancholy tree
4) 3a) No more steps needed, now your hooked by its juicy fruit.

I think stupid people are on average happier than the rest of us, not dramatically but in a kind of dog way. Dogs get angry when you leave and piss on the rug, but on average I’d describe dogs as happy. This proves my theory beyond all reasonable doubt. Do you need further proof? Okay, I’ll treat you to another example,

Person A: Problem - I’m unhappy.
Answer: I’ll buy ice-cream. Ice-creams great, its like really cold cream, but with different colours and stuff, you can put sprinles on it. aargh I ate to much and now my brain is frozen. perhaps i’ll die. quick better make more kids.

Person B: Problem - I’m unhappy.
Answer: Maybe it has something to do with my relationship to my father? I have difficulty to really trust in people. Perhaps I should go out more, join a club, get a new hobby. I cant stick to anything. why am I so forgetful. What was I thinking about? Oh yeah, I’m unhappy. I think it all stems from the impossible goals I set myself. I should learn to love myself. truly love myself.

In the previous one person is stupid, the other was a psychologist. Have a guess which is which and who might be happier.

I’m not saying we should all walk around with the blinkers on, not asking questions. Instead when it comes to certain things maybe the answers or the outcome from the pursuit of the answer (if it can have no answer) is just not positive enough to warrant the attention.