I'm the kind of person whose cynical but, has had the fact that he's so privileged shoved in his face to the point where i'm not only cynical but jaded and bitter against people who think im not the sort of person they can call "happy". Templeton said it better than i could ever say it, optimism is a tool for the week. its easy to think everything is going to be ok. An example people, my father is a politician in the west african country of nigeria, I live some where in georgia, and i go to school in a pretty good prep school. Nigeria is going through some serious shitty economical issues that would make the occupy movement over here look like it was begging for lunch money. The whole f^#*ing country is on the brink of a civil war, and who is one of those who has to sit in the govornmential boardroom issuing complaints to the president? MY DAD, who might be killed if the entire populace breaks out into a state of emergency? MY DAD, do I think believing he's jus gonna be fine is going to mean shit? The hell i do. Being a cynic might save me my tear ducts.