In light of my recent post explaining that "risk management is luck management", I've been thinking a lot about what it means to be lucky.
If you're reading this article, chances are that you're incredibly lucky.
The odds of being born are infinitesimal, but here we are.
Add to this the odds of being born when we were born (with, among other things, the benefit of modern medicine and communication technology), and where we are born (in countries with developed, democratic economies that value education).
We've won the jackpot.
Countless scientists over the millennia dedicated their lives to discoveries, to solutions, to inventions and explanations. They had visions of bettering the fate of humanity, of seeking truths and finding answers, and they paid for it with enormous efforts and in many cases with their life. Their combined body of bodies stands in front of us, in awe, and... in tears. We have achieved almost all their dreams, we have freedom in every sense like never before in history and: we are ungrateful bastards about it!
Let us just be content again. Plain happy. Period. I am calling for a New Contentism.
From that vantage point, looking at the incredible options and tools for all of us, is there reason to be optimistic for the future that we could make good use of them? You bet!
Easier said than done, perhaps. But acknowledging our good fortune is a start.