To look at it it doesn’t seem like much yet consider that we live like kings. A daub of horseradish mustard as condiment, a slightly crisp hamburger patty, still as uniform as when it came off the factory floor but smaller, burned and salted, and the salubrious tater tots crowding the plate. Kings from days gone past might not have eaten so swell.
Complain about our leaders and those that might soon be, all for show and Rome burns as they fiddle around but we are still eating good. Some lunatic took a knife to several people in Japan, others beheaded a priest in Normandy, in Somalia one set off a bomb killing himself and others and globally these incidents flare up and are soon forgotten save those touched directly by them. There is still food on the plate for most, starvation is not so common as it once was.
There are roads and routes of travel that permit us to be in winter one day and summer the next. Before, whole ships would be found drifting upon the open ocean, their stricken crew all dead of the disease they found exploring new worlds before they could bring it home. Today athletes from all corners of the globe will converge upon one small area with a infectious virus that they may return home with to spread the plague more widely. But we live like kings, the royal physicians are working on the problem and we eat well and have our entertainments.
Our forebears were astonished to discover that as horses ran they truly did have all four hooves off the ground at one point, today we may put a visor on and control the actions of aircraft halfway around the world. We are living like kings, the sword that worried Damocoles will likely steer clear of our hamburger and tater tots, why worry about it now while dessert is in the offing?