The Paradox of Human Progress.
This is why I’m a misanthrope. Every time I say something negative about humanity, someone always comes along and starts reciting the usual list of “good things” we’ve created, as if naming a few inventions is enough to erase everything else.
“Humanity created socialization.” Sure. And it also created bullying, marginalization, and exclusion.
“Humanity created love.” Sure, but let’s not turn it into something magic: it’s rooted in biological and emotional needs. And the same species that talks so much about love has created rape, abuse, and violence.
“Humanity domesticated animals.” Yes, and then we exploited them, mistreated them, and treated them like objects.
“Humanity created technology.” Fantastic. And then we used some of that same ability to devastate the environment and contribute to climate change.
“Humanity created culture.” Yes, along with divisions, discrimination, conflicts, and wars.
That’s the point of people keep failing to understand: I’m not saying human beings have never done anything good. I’m saying that every time someone bring up something positive as if it somehow proves humanity’s innocence, he simply ignoring everything that exists on the other side.
What I find most ridiculous is that humanity has had enormous potential. We’re intelligent, creative, and capable of understanding things that no other species has ever understood. And with all that potential, look at what we’ve chosen to do with it.
Isn’t that exactly what makes me a misanthrope? The fact that a species with so many capabilities could have been so much better, yet continues to waste a huge part of its potential on selfishness, conflict, and destruction.
I don’t care to hear for the thousandth time that “humans do good things too.” I already know. The problem is everything we’re capable of doing despite that.