I don’t have much today except some magnificent quotes from Poul Anderson’s Psychotechnic League books:

“While mourning the follies of violent ages gone by, we humans can take pride in this: after each disaster, our species keeps on striving, like a trampled plant once more struggling towards the sun.”

“We [humans] want to feel we have some importance and value—we want to amount to something.”
And,
Robot speaking to humans in the future: “Your case is fairly common. You have been relegated to obscurity by advanced technology. But do not identify yourself with all mankind. There will always be men who think and dream and sing and carry on all the race has ever loved. The future belongs to them, not to you—or to me. As the robot walked away from the despairing humans he said: Man, you are the lucky one. You can get drunk!”

Something to think about! Love to all this wintry night.