Those three words sum up why I can't go along with religion. The rest just summed up how humans are seen as beasts to be corralled. And I've stated numerous times that most people are good.
I'll admit that I have my own moments. It's usually from realizations such as this. It's when I look and see right there, "Hey! Aren't you aware you're calling humans a bunch of no good beasts?" It's as if they miss the point that I've already made.
Humans, even myself, may be flawed. But it's totally hateful to just flat out state they're not good. And there are billions of humans on this mudball called "Oith"! Do you really want to call your neighbors "not good"? Or your parents "not good"? Or your sisters and brothers in your own family "not good"? Your husband, wife or lifelong soulmate is "not good"? By default? And would you tell that to their faces that they're "not good"? Much less complete strangers?
Do you see how offensive that is?
Granted, my neighbors across the street are noisy with their firecrackers and quad cycles. They're "not good" only within the context of noise pollution. Most of my other neighbors are nice people who I chat with from time to time. Sometimes we even go out for dinners or shows.
No matter what happens I'll certainly not state that "humans aren't good". I can't do it. It's not even an option for myself! To state that would not just be misanthropic in the extreme but also reveal the self-hating guilt within.