A big galaxy contains hundreds of billions of stars. In four nights, my eyes have gazed upon the integrated light of nearly ten to the fourteenth suns. The total number of galaxies in my logbook is about ten times as great. That's ten to the fifteenth suns. I wonder who might be looking back.
Astronomers have a perspective larger than that of most debaters on the subject.
Chance in a million million. I'm not worried, I've got ten to the fifteenth stars in play, just me personally. If the odds are as good as a chance in a million million, it's near certainty that somewhere, somehow, someone was looking back at me. Maybe I should have waved. And the odds should not be bad.