Probably a few good years of prosperity and peace until some mad lad digs up Stalin’s spoon. Then it’s a toss-up. We may be sharing toothbrushes or we may be progressing as a society. Preferably both if I’m being honest. I wouldn’t mind a more intimate relationship with my neighbors.

I bet that war in Ukraine is secretly a struggle for control over the spoon…

In all seriousness though, I do the same thing. I wonder how different my life would be or my life so far would have been in such circumstances.