Why True Detective season one is counter-cultural

NOTE: This post contains thematic spoilers related to character development.

Living with the anxiousness of our current predicament[note]You know what I mean…alienation, “fear of missing out”, creating our own special identities, etc. [/note], what type of person can  claim to simply enjoy life? It is a frequently recurring question in contemporary philosophy, seeing as how the great ethical imperative of our time is “Enjoy!” but no one seems to ultimately derive any lasting enjoyment from the world we’ve created for ourselves. So who is it that has stripped away their illusions – has stopped deluding themselves about work, success, love and sex – and can now really enjoy the pleasures of life without contradiction and anxiety? Who can lay claim to the naive (in the best sense of the word) and childlike vision of life? 

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