I think about these things a lot and I read about them and I’m sure that it is because within each of us, as human persons, there is a natural affinity for humanity. In all of this there is a conundrum. It begins with the post-modern fragmentation of humanity and takes on the form of movement in the modern term tolerance. In the Enlightenment the emphasis was on the individual as self-determining and detached from any external authority. Beauty and truth is in the eye of the beholder became the banner cry. From there the individual (the subjective) is liberated from authority (the objective.) At that point humanity is at a precarious juncture. Like a puppy that has broken free of its leash and finds itself in the wide, wide world but does not know where to go or what to do. So it does what any free spirit does, it begins to run around aimlessly with no purpose but that it is not on the leash anymore.