When you look at a jumbo jet high in the sky, you see a little toy, peacefully sliding through the air.

You don’t perceive the roaring engines, chugging jet fuel.

When the sun warms you on a late summer day, you don’t notice the immense fury of its surface, far greater than all of our nuclear weapons combined, continuously exploding on a scale we can’t imagine.

To paraphrase Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca, “It doesn't take much to see that the problems of people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world.”

No matter how insane it may seem here on the ground, from a short distance away our little blue sphere quietly floats on, as it has always done.