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Individuals are thankfully flawed and faceted, and your jumbled argument is fated to be from an individualistic perspective. As is mine.
Laws are the collective supposition of the maximum social conduct prohibiting official reprisal, in an ideally democratic jurisdiction (of which there are so very few, genuine instances). They are the distillation of taboos that have guided the social conduct of our species, arbitrarily and otherwise, for as long as the cohesion of any given tribe or nation has perpetuated. Unhappiness, then, in this civic sensibility, is derivative of whom the individual might suppose to govern laws; whether it is by their consenting input, that of an adversarial majority, or a conspiratorial inner collective or cadre. Naturally, there are a variety of other domestic scenarios, but these are common sources for individual frustration within a democratic governance.
Language is even more nebulous still, seemingly guided by the mores and laws of universal utility, a kind of ether of memes and subtleties that only someone like Lira could possibly posit specific theories on. But it can be said that, in a general sense, its crystallization is a kind of regional extraction of involuntary polling, perhaps the only self-evident liberty mankind has consistently known, and why linguists such as Lira might be so consistently happy. In this sense, Mathematics is indeed a language, but not one of universality in an humanistic appeal, but more an observation of sorts - it can be used to communicate a multitude of unique ideas, yes, and represents several rigid byways of thought, but it can only be added to and amended, never forgotten or interpreted, as with the formation of words and imagery that music and dialect is in constant subjection to.
What does this amount to? Why, nothing less than the very potion of our species! Your relatively detached disdain is a direct result of the asynchronicity of viable collective chronology! You think too far ahead, far beyond any realm of your individual control or aims, and listlessly into the vacuum of what our embryonic paradigm might suppose to be stoic or insightful, but is, in a likewise ultimate sense, destined to be utterly incorrect, if the spirits of zeitgeists past are to be considered for even an instant. Happiness as an ideal is a calculated dream prescribed by those individuals who wish to profit from the extraction of your civility and obedience. With this in mind, knowledge is fulfilling, when communicated through the vapourous nuances of language and law, but in consideration of authority is a dead end to the ephemeral regime that dictates collectively national paradigm as doled out by propagandist medium, however subtle.
But now that you know this, TO THE VATS WITH HIM!
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
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