The paradox is that we essentially don't know how people lived in the past and how they will live in the future. Despite the abundance of information, there is very little truth in it. And what can we say when even modern events are surrounded by rumors, and we cannot objectively assess them, but only adhere to the points of view that we personally like. However, one thing can be said with greater certainty: humanity is relentlessly exploiting the Earth's resources, which is already visibly affecting the Earth's climate balance. And what will happen next, if, in my lifetime, there were still stable winters from November to February (yes, there were!), and now there is a complete natural imbalance with huge fluctuations in pressure and other "delights"? I think the biggest "surprises" are yet to come. In general, all this reminds me of Pushkin's "Feast During the Plague." "As we barricade ourselves from the mischievous Winter,
Let us also barricade ourselves from the Plague!
Let us light the fires, fill the glasses,
Let us merrily drown our sorrows
And, having prepared feasts and balls,
Let us glorify the kingdom of the Plague." The classic, it seems, was looking far into the future