The Happiest Place

I just learned that the place where I grew up has just been named "the happiest city in Canada."  This comes as a bit of a shock.  Saint John doesn't exactly conjure up pictures of sweetness and light. And while I had a perfectly happy childhood, the city itself exists in my mind in various shades of grey.  This might be due to the fog, of which there is plenty. Or because of all the pollution, which is even more abundant courtesy of the oil refinery and pulp and paper mill.  Anyhoo.  Good for ol' Saint John.  I have many friends and relatives who still live there, so I'm sure they're tickled.  And as Gadget Guy pointed out, those of us who weren't happy, have left.

Comments

[Wahkuna]

I'm feeling uneasy every time I read or hear about this. I thought it would go away, and it's not.

I'm not sure what it's about. I'm not happy and I live in Saint John, so what's wrong with me? I'm suspicious that the survey must be flawed in some way and so the results are untrustworthy? Or that the reason people are so happy are the same elements that make me squeamish?