Monday post

The ungrateful biped. It's an interesting choice of words to describe ourselves. But, in a way, Dostoyevsky is right on his pithy description of us humans. We, as a race, have been given almost everything possible to reign over the other species in our kingdom. Thumbs, an advanced brain, the fact that we stand, our reasoning, etc. all contribute to the idea that we are ungrateful. We are ungrateful in the sense that we do not use everything we have been given as a race and a species to advance to our full potential. Instead, we create things around us which are not in our best interests as a race. Instead, we think for ourselves, and do things like destroy the O-zone layer. We reign over the animal kingdom, yet we are destroying the world that we inhabit, therefore, we are ungrateful bipeds.