Originally Posted by
CaptainNemo
It's living in the west that sows the seed of illness to begin with, because life has become so hard... as populations rise, costs of everything rise, and amount of time and persistent debt one must accept to acquire them only increase; and little by little, they become unobtainable to many.
It seems a frequent story now, of men, seeking to escape to a tropical paradise with a neotonous naif young maiden to live out a blissful and exciting fantasy.
Alas, the golden days of being able rock up like C-3PO in an ewok village and live the dream are over, and it's very hard to get set up in paradise; perhaps harder than getting set up in boiler room of the west.
"desire creates suffering", as I believe a certain saffron robed dude once said. Much of the ills of the world are caused by desire, and by expectations suddenly, and sometimes, dramatically, no being met. From within the whirling maelstrom of desires, anxieties, and disappointments (DAD!), rapid exit seems very sane.
People make bad decisions - I've even recently encountered a UK-Thai couple arrived in the UK, who I sense are facing a reality check... the guy's career choices don't seem to work, and the girl believed in his "one day, you'll see" stuff; now she's late 30s and bioclock is ticking hard.
It's perhaps something to do with finding that balance between delaying gratification, and not waiting too long... it is a shame to become so isolated that you can't see any light at the end of the tunnel.