Of course that's what we do. In everything. Prefer one cigarette brand to another; prefer one color to another, like one movie more than another, prefer one career to another. Personal choice is the way of life.
Actually, with regards to the latter,for instance. Back in the day, in the USSR, in the age of collective uniform thinking, it was trendy for a kid to answer the question: "who do you want to be when you grow up?" by saying: "I want to be an astronaut". The mother of the child would then immediately beam up and start shining almost from within, as if she had too much fish: "did you hear that? My kid wants to be an astronaut. He's gonna grow up brave and strong, and he's gonna conquer the cosmos."
Astronauts were promoted as local heroes by the Soviet government(well, that was not the only profession that was glorified of course. So were representatives of other overachieving or risky professions ), but whatever. It was during the Cold War with the US, and the Soviets were engaged in this competition with the Americans; who's better/quicker than the other side at a given field.
So, anyway, there was some scandal over an act of "disobedience" in a school in Russia, because one child during career day, or I don't quite know what event it was, said in front of the entire class that he wants to be a hairdresser when he grows up. On that very day he was expelled from school and couldn't even get into a decent university from there onwards, because of that "stain" on his personal record. Of course, that's just one sign of a dictatorship ruling with an iron fist,and there were millions of others who were unjustly sidelined, often for the most preposterous reasons but it's just sad how so many lives were broken by the regime just because of "wrong" choices people made.
Uh, well, I don't really know where I was going with this; just wanted to vent a little more, because some of my relatives were also hurt during that time.