Humanity's moral decay

These records are a ledger of complicity.

We imagine history as something that happened behind us. But the truth is, it was never behind us. It's been running beside us all along.

We were told stories. We are still being told stories. We tell ourselves stories. There is no narrative that makes the truth easier to swallow.

History tells us that harm arrives dressed as normality. It slips in via policies, profits and platforms. It spreads when good people get tired, when outrage fades, when complexity makes fighting feel too hard.

What follows is not a catalogue of horror. It is a ledger of complicity. A reminder of what happens when power meets indifference. When convenience outpaces conscience. When the hunger for comfort satiates the appetite for evolution. The worst chapters in history were rarely written by monsters, but by men with selfish objectives. And they were edited, and co-signed day by day, by bystanders.

To study this isn't to indulge in cynicism. It's to recognise the indulgent machinery running our modern world. To see how many decisions were made with a conscious mind — the gift that humans claim to be the only species to truly own it. It's to remind ourselves that profit, greed and power fuel the indulgent machinery. And to ask, personally and courageously, if we know better, what will we choose next?

Because this yellow brick road isn't finished. It's still being laid.

Begin — c. 2000 BCE