We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I would say that if you can understand every detail of the Wiki piece on old Mr. Sun, your basic, math-free science is in fairly good shape.
I did not know that the sun, with its Solar System, orbits about the center of the Milky Way galaxy at approximately 251 km/second. We are racing around our galaxy which is, in turn, racing through space at somewhere between 100 and 600 km/second.
No one ever notices speed, they notice acceleration. When your speed is constant, as Einstein said, you can't ever tell whether you're still and non-accelerating things are moving past you, or vice versa. In other words, constant speed is the same thing as motionlessness. (Though it will often matter very much whether other things are moving in relation to you, especially if they're close.)
There is nothing to feel. We get used to the idea of "feeling" speed because of wind and friction, and secondarily, the visual effects of nearby objects whizzing pas us. Speed is otherwise only movement relative to some other object. The Milky Way is itself moving relative to other galaxies at even faster speeds than that spin.
Assistant VIllage Idiot
That is one glorious photo image, Barrister. Thanks...
Longitude and Latitude have replaced 19th century-ish Meridian and Parallel. Too bad --L & L have to be word-memorized, where M & P don't, as upon the easily-conjured sphere image, the meridians are instantly visualized against the parallel lines.
This may account for equatorial people enjoying hunting and fishing over industrializing --see, they're already going a thousand miles an hour and regardless of what they either do or leave undone, they will never go any faster, they are mack's doubt (sometimes spelled 'maxed out').
Between Equator and Pole, however, are the Temperate Zones (at the halfway point, people are spinning at a mere 500 miles mph), full of people who 'know' they could be going faster if only they tried harder. Ergo, skyscrapers and such.