It's not "why" Voignier, but why not?

A letter to Voignier, wherein Merlot reflects on the suffering of mankind and the role of boxed wine.

Yes, Voigrnier, the conflicts in the middle east demonstrate that Man has wasted no time dragging down humanity's record for horror as we enter this new millennium.

I believe it was Lenin who asked, and I paraphrase: why must the nectar of liberty be drank from the skulls of the slain?; prior to his death at the same hands who would subsequently starve upwards of 10 million Ukrainians, while that nation's grain remained in full silos. You see, the history of man is bespecled with tragic circumstance, the result of the relative "wisdom" of crowds, or lack thereof, as the the governed and their governing bodies seem to be lead not by their better angles, but by their lowest common denominators, where greed and vice factor greatly. It is perhaps why the founding fathers of this nation shall always be celebrated the way love songs are sung by the most miserable and unlucky in that enterprise, like a wish or a prayer for better conditions, as misery and suffering cover the earth. We say Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Adams and Franklin the way school children name their favorite crooners and ballads.

So why Viongier would you postulate, that in this, the most prosperous nation state in the history of mankind there is so little contentment, let alone happiness? Why Voigner, do a people with three cars in their driveways and more square footage of living space per CITIZEN than the Sun King of France find so little to celebrate, and so much to peg to what seems to be an unlimited source of rage inside themselves? Looking back, as we do on the Romans, what do you suppose future generations will think of a nation of enraged individuals who drove giant vehicles to giant retail outlets in traffic jams, wasting massive amounts of fuel as earth science showed that so called "greenhouse effects" burned their backs and flooded their cities?

I believe it was Sigmond Freud, the so called father of Psychotherapy, or "the talking cure", who said, and I paraphrase, that Man is alone in his self consciousness and ability to reflect and regret what he does, but however, so too is Man alone as the species with access to brandy. I submit to you Viognier, that Boxed Wine is the modern, economical solution to the suffering and man's discomfort in a civilization that seems to provide for everything Man's heart desires except his happiness.

What say you Sir?