S.A.M. said:
Is there such a thing as too much choice?
It's a matter of classification. "One, two, three, many," suffices for much of our lives, but since we can theoretically count to the quadrillions, we figure to make as many classifications as we can imagine. On the one hand, people think in terms of Manichean dualisms: good/evil, normal/deviant, efficient/inefficient, utilitarian/aesthetic, man/woman, God/Devil, &c. ad nauseam. To the other, though, we wallow to our hearts' delights in minutiae. Keeping up with the Joneses, splitting hairs in noble defense of our half of the dualism, blah-yadda-whatnot.
The problem of too much choice is the idea of classifications. At some point, someone has too much "gear". To the other, they crave more stuff they haven't the time to use because instead of looking at "recreation" or "entertainment", they see pool table, jukebox, home theater system, X-Box, Wii, PC, mobile phone, digital cable television, mountain bike, iPod, digital camera, camping gear, you name it.
I read a thousand pages last week before my brain gave over on Thursday. I'd forgotten how simply some of my best-loved moments come with the raising of the birds in the early morning and the depths of midnight smothered in vivid, dreamlike echoes. I didn't find it with the PS2, the iMac, the PC, the DVD player .... But in addition to its other attributes, such reading also fills a very general category: entertainment and recreation.
The question of why we choose is as important as the more fundamentally obvious question of what we choose. The question of why helps outline the nature of how we choose.
If the empowerment of choice brings unhappiness, one must consider why and how one chooses what they choose, both in the choices presented and the outcomes thereof.
Frittering one's fundamental humanity on insubstantial tokens of any given moment can be a frustrating use of inherent capabilities. This is why the rich and spoiled are so annoying. They're frustrated at themselves, and don't know how to be. They must necessarily pretend that their self-loathing is a different process than that of the poor. Such common humanity abhors .... Er, sorry.
How does one arrive at the classification of each choice? Therein lies the key to understanding the unhappiness freedom brings.