I'm struggling to fathom the purpose of this non-question.
Too many possibilities, too many directions one could take a response to that [including [perhaps wiser] none].
What safer than ability to remove oneself from danger instantly? Seems self-evident what I "feel" about safe spaces. So, I'm still (and all the more) stumped by the purpose of this line that starts like a question, but then lacks a question mark, hinting some kind of rhetoric implied, yet what it appears digging for is already on the surface... so...
Call me realist but our sun will die in about 5 billion years taking earth with it.
Call me a dreamer, but in that time, maybe we can figure out how to preserve Sol as a type G main sequence yellow star. Not saying we necessarily should, nor that we would necessarily even have any need or want to. Just saying, that's a long time, and a big enough margin for uncertainty in that natural fate not succumbing to some yet-to-be-invented intervention. ;)
The chance that the human species or any of our constructs/ideas wil survive that long or longer is immensely small considering we have only been around for 300.000 years.
Some evidence suggests we[homo-sapiens]'ve been around far longer. And what of who we were before that, and who we may become yet, in the branchy continuum of evolution. What we yet may manage to preserve remains to be seen. Even trans-temporal conscious/technological shenanigans, transcends this mere "chance". Perhaps it better we do not leave these things solely to chance.
The chance we do that and somehow still care to divide ourselves into different nations and cultures is 0.
If rounding. But not by much rounding required at all... beyond astronomical odds. Yup. Or so it seems from here. We may be in error with our estimations.
Is it that important to you that we ourselves live to see it?
Is to me.
The potential exists to sublimate to it in the duration of an afternoon or so.
And I do mean in a healthy way... not a tyrannical terrorising totalitarian way of "united". No more of the divide-and-conquer ploys necessary, once sublimating to an egalitarian emancipation paradigm of abundance.
Whether it's soon, later, or never, may depend on how many (and who) of us who cease seeing this as a spectator sport just washing over them. We can still mend this.
[Thanks to everybody putting in the effort dealing with this. It's too steep a Brandolini's Law charge for my spoons stock to diligently take on thoroughly... So I continue here more as a general commentary stepped back from getting tangled up in all the...]
Strawman, moving goal posts, redherring, non-sequitur, ad-hominems, false dilemma, appeal to antiquity, appeal to novelty, circular reasoning, appeal to ridicule (ironically), appeal to authority, loaded language, ignoring counter-examples, conflation, equivocation, ... on and on it goes.
You seem to have decided you're right, and keep doubling down, despite the cogent arguments and corrections offered your way, contorting your position to prevent entertaining1 an idea from outside the world view that you seem to identify with, and fight to protect like your life depends on it.
It does not.
The ignorance that dies is not you.
I hope you find a healthier peace of mind in this.
I expect you'll more likely continue to reject1 any idea not conforming to the naive-realist world-view you subconsciously perceive as you.
1 "It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain an idea without necessarily accepting nor rejecting it."
I'm fairly sure that for the vast majority of time and populations of humanity, borders have been a total non-thing, and of the miniscule remainder, the vast majority remaining have been soft borders. It's not intrinsic at all.
If we cease suppressing all the emancipatory technologies that avail abundance to each and all, what concern remaining is there then for borders, when there's no resource disparity evoking scarcity mindsets and resource wars and plunder? What use even a border then, when we each can have our own spaceships?
Far far from intrinsic. Such a tiny conceptual box, conflating contemporary circumstantial constraints imposed, as if intrinsic. We are so much more than what's imprinted upon us from your prison walls.
socks and shoes at all times, because
floor here: zero second rule.