If you were predestined to only ever to be a worker amongst workers, could you find contentment with life? What would it feel like to find out today that none of your deepest grandiose dreams and desires would never come true?  No matter how hard you strived to game the systems in your favour, your biggest achievements and existence in life would be viewed as menial? Would life still be worth living? If you are an Alcoholic, that nasty self-righteous…