The mystery in this world is getting harder to find. At first, it rest solely on the people around me. There were my parents, they were worldly and knew what-for. There were firemen, and policemen; brave and protective from the bad guys. Teachers; never wrong. Scientists were the holders of arcane knowledge about the world, the ungraspable by the lay person. They were great.
None of this profundity exists now. They're all just jobs; professions. Done by people. People are assholes. Not all of them. But it's just something they do to get paid.