Most of the time I don't have much fun. The rest of the time I don't have any fun at all.
I foresee death by culture shock.
People still have existential anxiety. It just may not be expressed in Hebraic idiom.
How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?
I always feel the cynicism is reality with maybe an alternate spelling or something because I feel that I have real perspective on this particular issue of punishment in society.
The universe is merely a fleeting idea in God's mind -- a pretty uncomfortable thought, particularly if you've just made a down payment on a house.