the random oracle

I was on trip through the French countryside once and asked off-handedly just what, exactly, did people do in such rural areas.  FS thought this was a silly question and said they just lived there, what else were they supposed to do?

I was quite sure this was not a silly question. The original motivation behind my question was more economic than anything else.  A more detailed version of my question would have been, “What exactly do the people here produce so that they can enjoy a decent living?”  We all know that the Bay Area produces high tech, Boston produces brains, and New York produces financial crises, but what exactly does Bucey-les-Gy, France produce?  The answer to that question should have been obvious, since the food and wine that all those big brains in SF, Boston, NY, and Paris consume has to come from somewhere, and that somewhere was the sleepy countryside that we were driving through.

But his answer also addressed an undercurrent to the question that I wasn’t thinking of at the time, but which upon further reflection is more fundamental.  What, exactly, do people in sleepy country towns yearn for?  We know that people in cities, at least the vibrant ones, yearn for success, money, power, sex, and so on.  We, and by we I mean the privileged class that I happen to be among, namely the financially secure, educated, well-traveled, upwardly mobile, professional or intellectual class, I think we tend to think of life as having a “goal”, whether it be making lots of money, doing the best research, and so on.

But taken from a different point of view, such goals seem, if not silly, then at least misguided.  After being in France for a while, where people seem less driven by such external forms of success, it has become more and more apparent to me that it’s worth asking ourselves whether we have our priorities straight.  Maybe living itself is enough, and all those other goals that we set for ourselves are not really bringing us closer to some abstract fulfillment, but rather taking us farther away from the fulfillment that comes from just enjoying each day as it is?

Not to say that we should all move to the countryside and start planting crops.  But almost by definition the desire for something more, something better seems to imply that what one has today is not good enough.  Is there a way to pursue success and be ambitious while at the same time cherishing the moment and the way things are?  And if not, what’s the right balance to strike between the two?