The Agony and the Continued Agony

In a world of nations and people that seem to make due with little or who rise up to fight against heavily armed governments even when they know that such protests will end badly, it comes off as arrogant and selfish when people like myself complain about the food order at a restaurant or being putting on hold by my cable company. A little perspective is in order. I offer no advice to anyone out there about how to make life more livable because I haven't figured it out. I know a number of people who have great struggles to overcome and yet they have little to complain about. Whether it's the hand of God working in their lives or an innate sense that each moment of their each and every day is precious, they don't complain. They can't complain. Therefore: I sound shrill and small and pointless when I do it.