Humanity as a majority appears to be a broken ugly thing, content only if people think and act as they do. Anything less or more than that is subject to malice of varying degrees. Self-righteous opinions come before any religion they take part in, if they take part in them at all. They put these so called righteous desires over all others. Even if they claim otherwise, which they will. Denial, excuses and blatant deceit go hand in hand with most humans. The more I read the more disillusioned I am with them. The more experience I gain the more I dislike my own species.
Humanity is part of nature and yet we scorn her. We scourge her. We deny that the earth is more apart of us than we are of it. Those that try to repair the damage are belittled and shamed by those who profit from her suffering. As technology grows, despite all it’s wonders our societies regress socially. Stalking, bullying, murdering abounds seemingly more than ever before. People grow desperate and become unhinged as a result. Some of them even strive to inflict that suffering on others, beginning a new cycle of abuse. They make excuses or they mock those that judge them.
Excuses. The excuse is the great foulness of humanity. Everyone has a justification for what they do, especially if it’s something others will judge them harshly for. It’s always some sob story or some “right” they have to something or someone. We all have our opinions and our beliefs, and have a right to them, but we’ve developed the sentiment that those who do not agree with us are slobbering idiots who should be disdained and hated. Politics. Religion. Any sort of exclusive “club” that someone can align themselves with.
I don’t hate humanity but I dislike it. I mistrust it. I mistrust us. Most of all though, I feel a deep sorrow that our species isn’t everything it has the potential of being.