Who was it that first decided we should hide from view the parts of furniture that make a piece function? Who first said we need to conceal the drawer slides, the door hinges, the carefully crafted joints? Was it the same person who decided we should hide our real selves from one another, put on faces that are always happy and exciting and put-together? The person who told us that our real reality — the messiness/sadness/boringness of life — is unattractive, uninteresting, uninspiring? That nobody wants to see the behind-the-scenes stuff that makes life work?
He’s a liar, whoever he was.