Betrayal
I have tried to pin down that feeling that one gets when they first confront the seemingly bizarre reason that humanity is such a mess.
In retrospect, I realize it is the same feeling I experienced myself when I first realized what was wrong with humanity. Maybe the biggest difference is that I had already been looking for what is wrong with humanity. I was a little more prepared. I knew it was an important step for humanity to take. Even so, it still dogged my steps for the next fifteen years. To utter a word about the lack inherent in the animal's rutting rendition of coitus felt like betrayal. It is only a betrayal of the animal which, it ends up, is required in order to release our Humanity. In essence, it is overcoming the stupour of the animal to achieve sentient clarity.
