I’ve often heard Australia described as “the lucky country”. This was always unquestionably used as a favourable description for our nation. As a younger man, I wasn’t slightly perturbed by this description. The nation is high in resources, has mostly good weather, is removed geographically from other problems in the world, is comparatively low in crime and violence, has a habit of overachieving in sport and has a suburbia (at least from my narrow experience) that offers a range of options to its variety of people. It certainly seems to have received its fair share of luck along the journey.
Now, having lived a bit longer and having a bit more time to digest my experiences, I am a little uncomfortable with that description. If the great Obi-Wan Kenobi is to be listened to, and I believe he should, “In my experience there is no such thing as luck”. Or at least, if there is, you make it yourself. “The harder I work, the luckier I get” is another saying that rings true and adds some weight to Monsieur Kenobi’s observation.