The first time I read your post, I completely misunderstood it, probably because my idea of comfort is diametrically opposite to how you put it. To me, the har

The first time I read your post, I completely misunderstood it, probably because my idea of comfort is diametrically opposite to how you put it. To me, the harshness of life is that there are different languages in existence, and that people are in no hurry to converge on one. And the discomfort is the necessity to translate between languages, or to learn multiple languages, or to get in communicative situations when either you or your interlocutor are not particularly fluent in the language you are trying to communicate in. For me, the less discomfort of such kind the better, even if it means that multiple cultures will become inaccessible to non-scholars. I do not believe we (common folks, I mean) are terribly missing the Roman, or the Ancient Greek, or the Mayan culture, etc.