It maybe a failing of humanity, but I really think it is failing of being mortal. We are creatures of the finite; time, attention, and energy, we have only so much to give before it grates into our own survival.

My person motto is to try to be harmless; if you can't actively do good in the world, you can at least try not to do harm.

Humans maybe be bastards, but we are extraordinary and surprising ones even still. We are the only species that regularly and almost unfailingly care for offspring that is not even tangentially related to us(or even the same species).

Fiction is cathartic. We can care without any real loss to our lives.