[ WP ] Humanity is the only race in the galaxy with such a massive lack of common sense that we 're the only species that requires laws to form societies . Other races just form naturally and are shocked when confronted with humanities laws and regulations .

He took another drag from the cigarette, and thought about the way self-destructive behavior was truly our most human trait. He peered back at the alien creature, more focused on the contrasts between our species than the similarities. 
 
 `` So are you guys finally ready to let us in the Intergalactic Council? Have we proven ourselves?'' His inquiry had a flippant and sarcastic edge, which he knew, after many encounters with this foreign species, would n't be lost on Zor't. 
 
 `` Well, you've proven yourselves in several capacities, none of which are sought after in the Council.'' He thumbed through some electronic documents, scrutinizing each thoroughly, although briefly. `` Human innovation seems like it is only driven through conflict and destruction. Your warmongers, that you call `` politicians'' and `` monarchs'', instigate mass murder and genocide, and then the destitute members of those societies carry them out. Why do the indigent and poor from your world hate each other so?'' 
 
 It was almost more infuriating that he asked in earnest rather than to taunt me. I had always thought of warfare being Darwinian in nature: the strong deserve to live, the weak do not. If Darwin is right, how did these peace freaks ever evolve from the primordial ooze? 
 
 `` I can not answer for the past. Our ancestors were violent, greedy creatures.'' That seemed agreeable enough. Zor't seemed to ponder on it a moment, before he followed it up with an unexpected response. 
 
 `` Since we established contact, our sensors lead us to believe that an abundant amount of your resources have been redirected to weapon-manufacturing sites. Why is this so?'' 
 
 `` I know nothing of what you speak. It would go against the decree set forth by the Council. Perhaps you've misread your sensor data.'' 
 
 Zor't seemed to be acutely indignant from the implication that they'd misread the data. `` Mr. Hartigan, we do not misinterpret data. This is not hubris, it is fact. You have diverted an alarming amount of your resources towards weapon manufacturing, at great peril to the poorer among you, who now starve and riot outside this very building. We at the Council not only abhor violence, but are incapable altogether of inflicting it. This is a gross misconduct and will be grounds for your denial from the Council, and I will see to it personally.'' 
 
 Boy, Zor't can get fiery about his peace-loving. Too bad the hippies could n't get elected, or maybe Zor't would have it his way. I almost feel sorry for him. Incapable of violence... 
 
 `` That's all I needed to hear. Thank you Councillor.'' 
 
 As the bullet entered the chamber, the barrel rose to meet Zor't's face. As the firing pin struck the charge, he closed his eyes and seemed at peace, prepared for the end. 
 
 Was it acceptance? Was it bravery? Or was it something else... Can fear exist without violence?... hmm. That's a question for philosophers and scientists, not diplomats like myself. 
 
 Now, let's show the Council how violent humans can be to get what we want.
