Any time I see a zap between10 and 20 sats I think, "Well, there's a nice fat future Delmonico, medium-rare with a slight toasting of the fatty bits, sprinkled with sea salt, resting on a cutting board... juices still flowing... for my great grandson/daughter in like 50 years."

Because that's where we are, imho.

The ability to visualize likely results of extreme low time preference and hard money pushes one towards mental and emotional castle-building to the benefit of future generations. (Pardon me just a moment while I commission a portrait of self to be displayed in the gallery of my family's future palatial estate.)