In his book "The Assault on Reason", Al Gore elaborated on the role of fear. Fear, which has the original role of protecting us from the danger of a premature death, has adopted a less helpful role of stopping us from living. Just like life on Earth exists in a small interval of temperatures, humidity-levels, and chemical compositions, living in a human life happens in a short interval between fear and fearlessness.
When I was at school, our teacher scared us with a story about a boy who lived by the railway. Regularly, he would play by the rails. One day, an accident happened - and the boy lost his leg. I guess, he was not too scared of trains. The lesson was not learned though. After his recovery, the boy went to play in the field. There, he found an old field mine. The curiosity, probably, won. The boy managed to explode the mine and lost his arm as well.
But the above example is exceptionally rare. The other danger is much more common. Fear of changing life, fear of pain and unknown. But once change stops, life dies. The routine is hardly happiness. But I don't know who is right: those who loyally obey to the norms or those who fearlessly challenge status quo?
What if the change were to be reversed - would it be the same:
http://www.bloomberg.com/graphics/2015-pace-of-social-change/
