“We” aren’t products, we’re accidents; accidents that, oddly, once looked very much like rats — implying that today’s rats have at least as much potential as today’s humans, should the humans in their ignorance and stupidity clear the path for them — and we _still_ spend a great deal of time cannibalizing each other because we don’t know any better… and though we are indeed capable of great things we are equally if not more capable of terrible things, and history — not to mention the brutally delusional sense of self-importance inherent in thinking we’re the best bet the earth’s made — does not imply the balance remaining on the great side for long.