In the latest New Yorker magazine, there’s a cartoon that, unintentionally, reveals the secret of life.
It’s a father caveman talking to his son, saying, “When I was your age, things were exactly the way they are now.”
The humor, of course, is based on the common perception that, 10,000 years ago or more, things moved at a much slower clip than they do today.
Any grownup in our world saying nothing has changed in his or her lifetime is likely to be viewed as a bit slow, to put it kindly.
Call me molasses. For you see, I don’t think things have changed one iota since the dawn of time.
I’d say the caption on that cartoon needs one more sentence.
Then it would read: “When I was your age, things were exactly the way they are now. A world of schmoes figuring out how to love.”