Why the cynicism?

[Leonid Rogozov]

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Have you thought about how all this hardcore physics, chemistry, biology and behavioral science study followed up by 24/7 human tragedy can make a person feel like this is just an entropic carbon merry-go-round that not only lacks ultimate meaning but will never be known or observed again as it is not even a nanosecond in an infinite and ever-expanding universe?
No?...well, 😀 <---that's all you can do really, lol

So much win.

 

[Druggernaut]

This is all degrees of mythology purchasing. What if, no matter how hard you tried, you had the nagging feeling that there really was no point and nothing ultimately matters. Psych. research suggests that people who are prone to depression and "existential crises" are objectively more realistic in their appraisal of situations than those who aren't. So, "happiness" seems to depend on how well or how much of an "untruth" you can swallow over a period of time.

"Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth." -Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

Coincidentally popped up on my facebook feed yesterday. I think there's some truth in that, and it's part of the cynicism the OP was talking about.

 

[Abider]

This place is desert of dissent and alternative voice.

There was once a medical writing equivalent of Mark Twain among us. Once you got passed his ordinary political disposition you discovered a world of masterful description and metaphor. Dripping in a dark humor. And....cynical....to the bone. A rare story teller in the midst of so much boredom and psychophantry.

Ironic that I stood toe to toe with him as the OP does now.

His name was pandabear md. His blog now sits collecting cyber dust. Internet ads blowing through it like tumble weeds.

What this place thinks is bitter or out of sorts. Is the only spark of life in the joint.

Try as I may in different names and states of mind and positions in the pyramid, I can't find a spark here worth waiting for. Thinking about absurdity in medicine is hard enough while passing a J amongst co-conspirators. Taking to the podium right after a display or pre-programmed wizardry. To the blankly exuberant crowd. Is...a kind of lonely disheartening absurdity. Difficult to enjoy, as it lacks the recognition of itself in another.

So goodnight little bears, sleep tight. All of the monsters under your bed, in closet, or in your head, were all just make believe....go to sleep now. Shhhhhhh.

 

[CarlisleBeans]

Can't someone just be meant for this profession and appreciate every bit of it - including the nasty GI-bleed smell, the self-entitled obese patient, the sloppy drunk, the cracking of ribs during CPR, and going home at night knowing what the rest of society is really like parts? I love it with all of my heart. And I often hate it just as much. But I can't imagine doing anything else with my life. As Dr Lewis Goldfrank wrote, medicine lets you see what humanity is really like when all of the trimmings of society have been stripped away.