Long term abundancy leads to complacency and the loss of aspiration and the very essence of the joy of living is abandoned or worse, never known and for people such as that there is no point to living. In fact they see no difference between the living and the dead and for them life is but a series of reactions rather than a planned journey.

The prescription is more cowbell.

The young find death infinitely amusing. It's like pre-adolescent boys forcing themselves to laugh at sex jokes that they won't understand till the hormones flow. Eventually the truth of death, like all true learning, makes its journey from the brain to the gut. The view is far less amusing down there. That is the second puberty. The one when we grasp the thorny truth of our mortality.

JWM

This is the consequence of growing up in a society of staggering abundance; life-long adolescence, living a life with a mind short-circuited at the age of around fifteen. Advances in productivity means that an increasingly smaller cohort of the population is needed to grow the rest of the way up, and keep the wheels turning.

Or else it's just a thin rime of wealthy urban fashion victims overdue for a purging. Something I like to think of as, not Social Justice, but Civilizational Justice.