The Lost Virtue of Contentment

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Contentment is an old-fashioned virtue, isn’t it? There’s something undeniably passé and quaint about it; its status is so. . . plain. Maybe it’s a vaguely charming notion, we’ll think, but isn’t it kind of disturbingly motionless? Unexciting and empty?

We’ll go further: perhaps contentment is a fitting philosophy for those on the tail end of life, repetitively rocking on their porches for hours on end…