The Founding Aberration of Humanity

Since the dawn of its history, humanity has imagined itself grown up. It has written laws, founded states, built religions, elaborated moral and legal systems. It has proclaimed universal rights, signed constitutions, carved out codes. Yet behind these grand architectures lies a fault so deep it ruins any claim to wisdom: the human species built rules without ever diagnosing itself.

It is as if a doctor prescribed treatment without examining the patient, assuming he was “generic,” identical to everyone else. Humanity legislated without knowing what it was, assuming there existed “man” in the singular rational, perfectible, equal in moral capacity. It refused lucidity. It preferred the convenient fiction: that it was a homogeneous, mature species, ready to govern itself. In reality, it has never left childhood.

And here is the unbearable truth: this was not an accidental oversight. It was a constitutive immaturity. Humanity dodges its own diagnosis like a child refusing to look in the mirror, preferring to live inside stories of its own invention.

I. Humanity as a Moral Mosaic

Had we opened our eyes, the first evidence would have been brutally simple: the human species is morally heterogeneous. It is not a single block but a mosaic of irreconcilable ethical families.

At the very least, we could sketch five types:

• Those who love to do good driven by inner vocation, indifferent to external approval.
• Those who love that good is done passive spectators, glad to live in a just world, but unwilling to contribute.
• The neutral indifferent to both good and evil, drifting with circumstances.
• Those who love that evil is done enjoying cruelty by proxy, pleased when others dirty their hands.
• Those who love to do evil active perpetrators, fascinated by destruction and domination.

This is the missing map. This is what any serious social engineering should have started from. But instead, humanity assumed a generic, rational being, equal in moral capacity. It was simpler, more reassuring, more flattering. It was also tragically false.

II. Democracy: The Great Joke

Now let us look at the sacred temple of modernity: democracy. It presents itself as the supreme expression of political maturity, the moment when the people choose their rulers. But it is in fact a gigantic masquerade.

In theory, democracy selects the best representatives. In practice, it selects those who desire power. Only those willing to endure the corruption inherent in power and who crave it actively put themselves forward. Yet the mere desire for power is already a sign of moral deviation.

Those who genuinely love the good have no taste for power. Those who run for office rarely do so for pure ethical reasons, but almost always from a thirst for influence, recognition, or domination. Democracy does not choose the just; it chooses the ambitious.

And the people, in their naivety, believe they are making a choice. They are shown faces, speeches, promises. They elect strangers whose inner selves they cannot know, whose sincerity they cannot verify, whose future actions may be the opposite of their words. It is like signing a blank check, entrusting armies, finances, and national destinies to someone you met through a marketing campaign. Calling this a “choice” is an abyss of childishness.

Imagine this on a personal scale: would you hand over your house, your children, your health, your savings, to a stranger who simply said, “trust me”? Of course not. Yet collectively, humanity does exactly that and dares to call it political maturity.

III. Power: A Tool for Disorderly Children

So what is power? It is a tool to stabilize a species divided, immature, incapable of following justice on its own. Power is not meant to produce good but to impose order any order. Good or evil are secondary. Its first function is to keep a fractured body from collapsing.

The very fact that power is necessary proves two things: the majority of humans do not spontaneously follow justice, and without coercion no society would endure. But here lies the fatal circle: those who should wield power are the least inclined to desire it, and those who desire it are almost always the least worthy to receive it.

This is the central paradox: humanity writes rules, but entrusts their execution to those who hunger to dominate. It builds systems like a child handing its house keys to whoever shouts the loudest. It calls this political maturity. It is, in truth, a constitutive immaturity.

IV. Programmed Failure

From this diagnosis flows an inevitable consequence: all human societies are destined to fail. Not by accident, not because this or that regime went wrong, but because the very method of construction was flawed from the beginning.

We built democracies that decay into plutocracies, monarchies that degenerate into tyrannies, legislations that become theaters of appearances, public morals that dissolve into hollow slogans. All of it stems from the founding vice: constructing order without first diagnosing the creature to be governed.

You do not build medicine without anatomy. You do not build architecture without understanding gravity. Yet we built societies without ever analyzing man. And so every human edifice is nothing but a sandcastle, carried away by the waves of ordinary evil.

V. The Constitutive Immaturity of the Species

Here lies the core of the problem. Humanity is not just fallible. It is ontologically immature. It imagines itself adult, but it has never left the stage of the child playing with illusions. It invents systems, proclaims ideals, believes it votes, judges, decides yet it merely mimics maturity.

It is like a child holding an “election” among its stuffed animals, solemnly declaring that the teddy bear is president. Only here the consequences are tragic: real armies, real finances, real lives are placed into the hands of strangers. Humanity is a dangerous child playing with fire while believing it holds a toy.

This vertigo cannot be softened by excuses. For it is not an accidental error. It is a refusal of lucidity built into our being. Humans prefer fictions, even ruinous ones, rather than facing themselves. They would rather say “we have chosen” than admit: “we do not know who we have chosen.”

VI. Conclusion: The Abyss

That is why our societies fail, again and again. Not because we lack reforms or courage or institutions. But because we built on sand. Because we refused to start with the only true beginning: an honest diagnosis of human nature.

And as long as we mistake our immaturity for maturity, as long as we call “choice” what is really a lottery of ambitions, as long as we believe we have built solid cities while we play in sandcastles, nothing will change.

Humanity is an immoral species that believes itself moral, an immature species that thinks it is grown up. It lives inside a constitutive illusion. And this illusion is not an accident, it is its very essence. Until it confronts this vertigo, it will never build anything but mirages doomed to collapse.