Is fairness in life a possibility? (written while drinking whisky)

If fairness was no more then merely a vague theory, a wishful thought, or a positive claim in our world then what would that mean then for our hope as human beings? If fairness could not be trusted then then what would that mean?

 

 Oh who are we kidding, or who am I kidding, what makes anyone think fairness can be trusted anyway? We must be all doomed then right? whatever that means!

 

Will this magical “fairness,” if it were to exist at all, solve all the unfairness we now currently see in our lives? Will the agony of ghastly wounds, for example, or other multiple horrific life experiences be then be ultimately corrected because of it? Will this mythical fairness then restore the broken person to full health in the end? That seems unlikely though doesn't it given life’s contrasting reality?

 

Fairness seems to be foreign to our world in at least the use of reason wondering about it doesn’t it? True the world is beautiful and interesting but experience itself is tainted by the tragic and ugly.

 

Fairness is then what a giggly and overly positive pipe dream? Isn't that all it is don’t you think? Isn’t that the fairest answer to conclude from a hope in fairness prevailing in the end?

 

Fairness claims exist to us yes. Our moral judgment and it’s measurement evaluates the struggle of our experience and try’s to measure life to work out for the good. We work to make life even handed, just, and to work out beneficially by philosophical explanations so that the course of life gets fairly fulfilled.

 

The problem is the world and it's forces interfere with that optimistic perspective.  As we go about examining life honestly we struggle because of opposite contradictions. Intruding into that vague flimsy constructed hope life’s terms interfere by honestly fact checking our optimism. Fairness thereby gets partially bulldozed over.

 

 Evil then in it's suffocation in it’s resulting suffering and unfairness goes about acting indifferently to all our optimism. Unfairness  confuses that optimism of ours by squashing our hope to make sense of life which is to no end full of far too much chaos and confusion to reconcile easily with hope.

 

 Fairness haunts us then as we hunger after it like a hungry leech aspires to suck unto a bathers ankle. We want justice and fairness to prevail and for good to be the ultimate actor behind our fumbling and bumbling grasp of what really is happening in our struggling reality in this world. The question is then can we have confidence fairness resides over all of us? Well the jury is still out on that. As the philosophers and theologians amass their repetitious arguments and amass volumes of hypothesis their answers themselves prevent a certain conundrum to us.

 

The problem ultimately in life is is that life is littered with the beautiful and the horrific. Nothing in our life experience absolutely decides for us anything. We the vulnerable and impressionable open-mindedness people have no absolute answers. Nothing  absolutely describes or defines truth to us absolutely.

 

 If truth was easy business and available to everyone then more people would rest assured in it's agreed upon writings. They would be thereby confident that life has our destiny fairly secured. We would further conclude that human decision making can see our way clearly through it all. Our path would be universally obvious to us.

All who didn't realize that way as the truth "falsely," we’d say, missed discovering it because of their own failure.

 

 The truth however, in reality, is so mired in distraction and confusion that finding it is like searching through litter on the highway for a treasure that none of us knows anyway to certainly find.

 

Let us not despair though for beyond our hope for an antidotes for fairness the world itself still remains awesome. Beyond that confusion of life’s frightening reality is an awesome landfill of inestimable genius. Love is here too also in this world as historical figures, like Jesus, exemplify insight and inspiration to us. All is not lost then, at least not yet.