A friend asked me if I think life is unfair. I answered “no.”
Fairness is subjective.
How does one’s concept of fairness get shaped? At the time our cells combined? How we grew up? How life shaped us? All of it? None of it?
Because fairness is unique to the person, life can’t be unfair or fair broadly — it must be whatever it is to that person.
I choose to see life as fair. I believe things balance out in the aggregate.
Eventually, the randomness and chaos of life, comes to absolute zero and total order.
… at least that’s my thought for now.