Churches of every possible religion. Police stations, military bases. Banks and financial institutions. Every government building. Every privately owned home, every fast food chain, every supermarket, every mom-and-pop corner store.

Temples to the one true god left for our degenerate, deeply evil, sinful species. The morality founded on the divine inspiration of owning property, and of owning people as if they were property.

It’s theology is the most simple of assumptions. The one assumption that is assumed to be shared by everyone. That what is normal is the way things ought to be. And that the way things are is what normal is.

It’s merciful and just. It grants everyone (that matters) the wonderful freedom from having to doubt themselves. To have to think about their own actions. To need to be better. They’re normal, so they can’t have been sinful. They are freed from this burden.

It teaches us that violence is unacceptable, as long as it comes from the weak to the strong. It lets them know their place. It teaches that the strong hurting the weak is completely fine. It gives them freedom. Truly a kind and just morality.

Our species is truly devout in it’s faith. It’s enemies, the “people” who simply have no place in this wonder system of morality, because they’re evil, probably, know no rest. No peace. All the devoid worshippers of “the way things are” punish and torment these sinners, sparing the need for an afterlife of fire to be given to them.

And they deserve it. Probably. As long as it’s happening to the “people” who aren’t part of society, of the ingroups, then they probably deserve it. As long as it doesn’t happen to someone who actually matters, it stays just.