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Something Different for a Change of Pace.

I'm feeling inspired to write about people today and people who lived thousands of years ago, was life so different? Don't ask me why I'm writing this it's just my nature to express my thoughts, and hundreds of thoughts and questions race through my mind, even when I'm supposed to be in a REM sleep.

What fascinated me was that these people lived and worked as artisans, crafters on fine goods, and sellers of exotic goods crafted and sold from far way lands.

For the majority of the summer, I call Greece home. I've got this amazing spot by the sea in Xylokastron, "Wooden Castle" if you’re feeling fancy, near the Corinthian Ruins. One sunny day, I was wandering through the ruins, soaking up the warm rays and admiring the stunning architecture, when I stumbled upon this little cluster of adobes tucked into a corner of the ancient city. Pretty fascinating to imagine how life played out there, don’t you think?

It’s wild to think about, isn’t it? Here we are, living in the so-called modern age, yet when you strip away the gadgets, the Netflix binges, and the endless scrolls of social media, we’re not all that different from the folks who walked the earth thousands of years ago. Sure, we’ve got rules and technology that make life look fancier. So while looking around my mind started to play games with me. I imagined while walking through this section of history, I am walking where thousands walked before me and saw a different age of man. Same old humans, doing the same old things. Living with their families, enjoying their children, loving their wife and going to work to provide, only to do it again, day in, day out. It occurred to me, whats 'really' changed here?

And here’s something that really threw me: back in ancient Greece and Rome, the average height was around 5'0" or 160cm. Imagine that for a moment. I once saw the casket of a middle-class woman from that era (3300BCE), ceremonially entombed, and let me tell you—she was tiny. Like, the size of a modern 10-year-old child. Slim like a miniature version of Ariana Grande or Anna Kendrick. You could still see traces of a colourful dress with incredible designs, a brooch in her hair and jewelry. That was a fully grown adult. It’s mind-boggling when you think about it.

Makes you wonder how these compact, pint-sized humans managed to build such colossal monuments, fight epic battles, and create timeless works of art. Talk about punching above their weight! It’s just one more reminder that while some things have changed on the surface, the essence of humanity is remarkably enduring. We’re still hustling, innovating, and leaving behind traces of who we are for someone else to marvel at in the future. Could you imagine me standing with a Roman or Greek cohort, the other side would be wondering where on earth did they find that 6'4" giant, dam his big, "sorry guys, I think I hear my mother calling me for lunch" Pretty neat, huh?

Alright, let’s take a stroll through the sands of time and the currency, filled pockets of history. Trust me, this isn’t your high school history class, it’s the same human story, just with sass and a touch of irony. Buckle up for a whirlwind trip through 2500 years of “same beast, different tools.” Spoiler alert: not much has changed, except maybe Wi-Fi and milk lattes.

So, there you are, part-time Grecian, wandering the Corinthian ruins. You stumble upon a collection of adobes. Imagine it: ancient artisans hammering away, crafting fine goods, exotic wares, and, if they were anything like us, a few dodgy knock-offs to pad their income. These folks weren’t just surviving; they were thriving in their own socio-economic dance. And really, are we that different today? Replace their handcrafted pottery with designer handbags, and voilà, we’re still trading goods, making deals, and arguing about fair prices.

Back in the day, before money became a thing, humans relied on barter. Oh, what a mess that must’ve been. “I’ll trade you three chickens for that wool tunic.” “Sorry, pal, I’m vegan. Do you have oat milk instead?” Barter only worked if both sides wanted what the other had. Enter coins—Lydia’s slick little invention from around 600AD more or less,. These shiny bits of electrum (or what we’d call dore bars today) changed everything. Suddenly, people didn’t have to carry bags of grain to market. A pocketful of coins was the ancient equivalent of Apple Pay—simple, convenient, and probably still subject to occasional errors at checkout.

Coins weren’t just currency; they were ancient PR tools. Rulers slapped their faces on them, essentially saying, “Trust me, this coin’s legit, because it’s got my royal mug on it.” Today, we’re still doing the same thing with banknotes and coins—whether it’s the late Queen’s image or now King Charles’. It’s a subtle way of saying, “Hey, respect the institution!” The vibes remain the same; we’ve just swapped tunics for ties.

Rome, of course, took money and government spending to a whole new level. They taxed their citizens in coins and used the funds for aqueducts, roads, public baths, and—oh yeah—the Colosseum. Public spending was both practical and theatrical. Romans grumbled about taxes, but they enjoyed clean water and gladiatorial combat, which sounds oddly similar to modern debates about infrastructure and Netflix subscriptions.

Meanwhile, in ancient China, they decided coins were too heavy and introduced paper money. The Tang and Song Dynasties spearheaded this innovation. Merchants loved it because paper didn’t weigh them down. Think of it as the medieval transition from hauling gold bars to whipping out your digital wallet. Same principle, just less heavy lifting.

And now, work. Oh, the grind. Farmers then, farmers now—they’re the heroes who feed everyone and are still underappreciated. Artisans, the creative souls, made goods that were functional and sometimes stunning. They’re today’s small-business owners and Amazon sellers. Merchants, the ancient hustlers, braved long roads to trade—basically the globe-trotting CEOs of their time. And soldiers? They were the original government employees, doing their duty in exchange for steady pay. Swap the swords for spreadsheets, and you’ve got the 9-to-5 grind of today.

Debt and credit? Oh, you thought student HEX loans were bad? Try ancient Mesopotamia, where farmers borrowed seeds for planting but risked ending up as debt slaves if their crops failed. The modern equivalent? Defaulting on a mortgage or racking up credit card debt. It's the same stress, just with less risk of literal enslavement. Thank heavens for progress, right?

Saving for a rainy day? Temples in ancient times doubled as banks. People stashed valuables there, probably hoping the gods wouldn’t skim off the top. Today, we’ve got banks, savings accounts, and even cryptocurrencies—which are just temples of a different kind, if you think about it. We’re still obsessed with securing our future and hoarding wealth, just with fancier names. Only this time, they steal it right before our eyes, by way of interest and fees! Speculation and market manipulation? (Don't get me started, really.)

Ancient Rome had grain traders hoarding supplies during famines to jack up prices (what China is doing to Lithium today). Today, we’ve got stock market speculators pulling similar stunts. It’s not that humans are bad,it’s just that we can’t resist gaming the system. While I sit and smash my keyboard, I'm trying to decide what to buy tomorrow, to get that small edge over the market. It’s as predictable as a plot twist in some rom-com, 'The more we change. the more we stay the same'

So, as I stand here in Corinth, gazing at ruins and imagining life 2500 years ago, remember this: we’re still the same ambitious, resourceful, and occasionally greedy creatures we’ve always been. Technology, laws, and Galactoburico aside, the essence of humanity hasn’t changed. We’re still chasing dreams, making deals, and figuring out how to coexist in a bustling, corrupt, and complicated world.

Feel free to weave these musings into your piece. Or don’t, it’s our nature to write how we feel. And if you’re still pondering this while savoring some galaktoboureko nearby, well, you’re living the dream in both worlds. Cheers all, aga out!