I know I should shift gears and write about something besides the sad state of our politics or the pile of dry tinder in Europe, but it’s difficult to ignore the reality that human beings are basically animals with a superior brain that sometimes gets used for beneficial things.
Maybe we are foragers at heart and we’ve never learned how to handle evolution that happened too quickly. We have the capabilities to find solutions, but our instincts win out– they are stronger than certain less prominent impulses. Instincts that lead us down the path to war and strife and pain and suffering, over and over again.
We keep hitting our heads, putting our hands on a hot stove. Over and over.
“Never again” doesn’t hold water. It’s the infuriating inevitability of the downward spiral—that, in the end, we’re powerless to fix things, condemned to making the same mistakes ad infinitum. Maybe our brain isn’t all that superior, and peacemaking will be the mainstay of some future iteration of human.
If we’re around that long.
3 Cents' 