You have many ingenious inventions, here. Some of them a man needs about as much as a stubbed toe, and some of them will surely doom you all to a life of stunted, captious, sophistical minutiae, a race of miserable accountants - but your wine bottles are all of a size, your dark glasses come in colors other than blue, and the things you've done with trousers are nothing short of revolutionary. I say this as a man with intimate knowledge of all things revolutionary. I have touched it; I am an expert. This is true for everything that I have touched.
Your best invention, however, is the garbage bag. Instead of heaping garbage up on corners and letting it spill into the gutter and float away as rain and wind decide, now it's heaped up on corners in bags, only one of which is sacrificed ritually to the gutter. Instead of entire cities reeking of garbage, only the corners do. And your garbage is amazingly colorful.