Once again I am reminded that I'm wearing rose glasses. The murders by the police, then the murders of five police officers, has struck me. I didn't think that such a thing was impossible, but recently I asked a question of Quora which said, basically, "Doesn't every healthy person want to be good?" Here I am thinking everyone is like me. Yet, I am a chain smoker, and this after having quit smoking for eight years.
When I lit back up a couple of years ago I thought I would be able to smoke just one without going back to the habit. Wrong. I was soon an addict again. But when I think of "good" I think of altruism, not the caretaking of the body. And I'm naive enough to think everyone wants to be altruistic.
But I'm not just naive. I'm also gullible. I have the natural propensity to believe what people tell me. I have the tendency to take things at face value. So naivety and gullibility are closely related. Oddly, I think this makes me a good poet. When reality crashes in it hurts, but it makes for great writing.