We have a way of living by pendulum swings throughout our existence.
We are in love, and then we aren’t.
We were liberal in our youth and we’ve become conservative as we’ve aged.
We don’t care about religion and then we are fervently ideological.
We suffer through grief and war and accept kindness, and then we loose the ability to be even slightly tolerant.
Even a moderate perspective can also be perceived as extreme.
There is no progression to build the necessary knowledge for growth of the human condition.
It appears that we are in a perpetual cycle of torching our past and pushing the pendulum in the opposite direction.