Well, no, it isn’t.
Some while ago, a commenter left an angry screed on one of my posts. It seems he’d been drawn to my website by some of the computer-programming-related content, and then found a post about some aspect of Christian faith and was horrified. Apparently I’d seemed such a reasonable person up until then. I don’t recall whether he used the phrase “wish-fulfillment” or not, though I rather fancy he did; and if he did I really wish I’d been able to answer the charge as it deserves. This is twice in one week that John C. Wright has shown his ability to say what I wish I’d have thought to say in similar circumstances, and far from being envious I’m grateful.
The View from the Foothills 
The linked article by Wright has much to say about which wishes are being fulfilled, or not fulfilled.
It reminds me of a poem by Chesterton. (Lots of good Chesterton stuff here
Song of the Strange Ascetic
If I had been a Heathen,
I’d have praised the purple vine,
My slaves should dig the vineyards,
And I would drink the wine.
But Higgins is a Heathen,
And his slaves grow lean and grey,
That he may drink some tepid milk
Exactly twice a day.
…
If I had been a Heathen,
I’d have sent my armies forth,
And dragged behind my chariots
The Chieftains of the North.
But Higgins is a Heathen,
And he drives the dreary quill,
To lend the poor that funny cash
That makes them poorer still.
…
Now who that runs can read it,
The riddle that I write,
Of why this poor old sinner,
Should sin without delight-
But I, I cannot read it
(Although I run and run),
Of them that do not have the faith,
And will not have the fun.
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