In the same vein, Picasso said that there are artists who turn a yellow stain into the sun and there are artists who turn the sun into a yellow stain. Of course we have to fit. We are not the same so values cannot be the same for everybody. Ask the Polar Bear if his white desert, or the Camel if his yellow desert, are desolate. Probably the Inuit will agree with the Polar Bear and the Arab with the Camel.
Rats are happy in the sewer.
Those few lines carry a topic on which tomes have been written. For me it beats Haiku. Haiku describes the external sensory world with some accent to guide our feelings while Yeats' lines enter brutally into the core. After this praise of ultra short style and considering email as one of its vehicles, let's go back to the Internet in general. The Internet has not diminished the value of language and information because Internet doesn't represent power over them.