I find myself spoiled by our era. Of course, not knowing what we don’t know—it seems we’re in an incredible time for…apathetic enthusiasm.
We grew up wishing for rocket jetpacks, and “only” got electric cars and GPS and Uber and smartphones and on-demand media and eradication of age-old diseases.
But I don’t want to harp on that. I want to think about the underlying current of this phenomenon. I find the fact that we even grew up thinking about jetpacks is what is amazing about our time era.
Related note, we’re going through a rash of superhero movies these days. Batman, Iron Man, Spiderman, and the like. Think about that. The masses, the majority of our human race for a $10 movie ticket can imagine worlds of spectacular circumstances. The notion of space flight, superpowers, healing, world wars with aliens or robots. We’re exposed to an infinity of different possibilities.
In other words, we are spoiled by the fact that our imaginations are larger than ever.
Just realize how many people lived their entire lives without ever even thinking about what existed across the ocean until Christopher Columbus. Or how many didn’t think about the other side of the moon until Neil Armstrong.
Heck, think of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. They’re four figures riding on flying horses.
Horses.
The furthest imagination of that time era was to put wings on their most advanced technology: domesticated horses.
And here we shrug at spaceships, open heart surgery, quantum computing. Real-time language processing by hunks of metal? “Oh well, Siri doesn’t always work that great. It mispronounces my friend’s name.”
What a time to be alive.