I have been ranting and raving all semester against the idea that we should emphasize that we are working, working, working, that our work is work, and so on.
I have been ranting and raving against the idea that we should resent those for whom things look easy.
I enjoy the presence of those for whom things look easy because it is relaxing to look at the world that way. I would rather radiate happiness and joy and calm than sweat and strain, I really would.
Everyone knows work is hard, and the constant repetition of this which is in fashion, simply becomes traumatic.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 
When the dust settles, as it were, who has had the good life?