The Many Faces of Humanity
"It had fucking better," the first man said, and he struck his charge again. The Umandh let out another groan though the droning never ceased. "Look at this, fish all over the Earth-burning floor," he hissed past his teeth. “You fucking beast!” He kicked the spindly creature to the ground between the second word and the last, stomped on its midsection. Though it had no face I could see, I was reminded of that day-it felt like ten thousand years ago-when I had watched our gladiator stomp on the face of a mutilated slave in the Colosso. Here it was again: the face of our species, raw and red and exposed. This quote (along with many others) stuck out to me because it’s a very common trope. The face of humanity is always revealed after some depraved, murderous act, but humanity is more than that. “We know!” People say, but I rarely ever see anything different. Maybe it’s there, but I gloss over it or forget about, who knows. These are just my thoughts. I’m not tryin...