Somewhere I read, in the past few days, that having too many choices dampens quality of life. This is something I agree with. I've always thought that it would be much simpler if we all dressed in crisp coveralls with our names embroidered over the pocket. We could have a closet full of them, and getting ready for work in the morning would be a snap.
On the other hand, there are too many things in this society in which we have no choice at all. I won't name them. It's easy to think of quite a few.
Alas.
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