The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This sea, that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune.
I don’t know many very happy people. I know people who are content enough, I suppose. I know plenty of people who do a decent job at hiding their discontent. (As for myself, I’m probably somewhere in between those two categories, leaning toward the former).
But in terms of truly happy people I see in my life, I’d put the figure at no more than probably 30 percent.
That’s not a shocking fact, really, considering that the government estimates that in any given year, 26.2% of adult Americans have some kind of mood disorder – nearly 60 million people.
It’s very tough to know how that rather large number compares to previous eras, as statistics on depression rates throughout time are very tough to find, mainly because the disease itself has only been recognized as such for the past 50 years or so. The actual clinical term Major depressive disorder – what we normally consider depression – was coined in the 1970s.
Not only was diagnosis of depression rare until fairly recently, but people were also likely less willing to admit to having the illness and get help for feeling low due to the attached social stigma.
But even accounting for these factors, it’s my assumption that more people in this country than ever before are suffering from depression, or at least a general malaise and discontentedness.
At least part of this phenomenon, if it is indeed true, could be attributed to this nation’s economic success as I believe increased wealth beyond a certain point can actually make people less happy.
In 1974, economist Richard Easterlin wrote a paper which showed that even though wealthier people within any given society tend to be happier, nations with higher GDPs weren’t on average ‘happier’ than their poorer counterparts (once a certain baseline level of wealth had been reached). The phenomenon became known as the Easterlin paradox.
The theory has come under some attack of late as more recent studies have shown that the data does show that happiness increases as a nation’s wealth increases – see chart below.
But DF knows how i feel about stats, especially when they’re based on rather subjective, completely self-reported datapoints.
Personally, I just think the Easterlin paradox makes sense. Wealth above and beyond a certain level can be a real drag for a variety of reasons:
1) Wealth increases our options past the point of optimality. And having too many options makes it more likely we hesitate before making a decision, waver when making a decision, and regret after making a decision. We wonder if we’ve made the right choice, and if we’ve taken full advantage of the opportunities given us.
2) Wealth gives us too much time for self-reflection. When people are forced to spend most of their waking hours finding food for their family or making a basic living, they don’t usually concern themselves with larger existential questions – why are we here? what does it all mean? why do people often suck so bad? – that can bring down the mood of any intelligent, thinking person.
3) Wealth makes us want more wealth. It’s the old ‘Keeping up with the Joneses’ phenomenon. Wealth is, after all, relative, and we often get discouraged when we see our friends and colleagues doing better than us. Why are we ‘failing’? I think it’s particularly likely that this country’s increasing income inequality has increased the importance of this particular phenomenon as more and more people feel like they’re falling behind.
So it makes me wonder, could we as a poorer nation feel more blessed for the things we do have, and understand that all of the striving and climbing and hustling isn’t worth it if we can’t enjoy our lives?
Would a prolonged downturn help us prioritize our strained resources, and refocus on goals and issues that matter more than the almighty dollar (on a subtle level, I feel that’s what Obama’s ambitious budget plan is trying to force us to do)?
Could it maybe bring us closer together as a nation?
Could a depression actually help us be happier?

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