“How can anyone have so much happiness and unhappiness wrapped up at once?”
I thought we were supposed to pursue happiness here in America. The American Dream should make us happy, shouldn’t it? Isn’t that what the Founders wanted for us? 1776 was a long time ago. I get that. Things change. They morph, and so has the dream. Who needs happiness when we can have power and money? Could Daisy have loved Jay Gatsby before he became rich? Or were riches a prerequisite to pursuing his dream of Daisy? He saw the green light and crossed that bay, never noticing that he was drowning.
Imbolo Mbue’s Behold the Dreamers beautifully confirms that each of us must find our own path to happiness. She makes a compelling case. Following today’s American Dream can lead us down a very narrow path.