I continue to fish thru pain and assorted ailments because fishing is pretty much the only thing that I truly give a crap about in life.
Sounds awful to say that but it's true.
Anything that causes my fishing to stop completely is considered the Ultimate Disaster, and I might as well start choosing a gravesite.
Society as a whole can go straight down the crapper as far as I'm concerned, and as long as there are still fish in the creeks and rivers, and all the monkeys stay on the right end of the planet, I can remain mentally unaffected.