Everyone knows that discrimination is bad. Why is it, objectively, bad? Why do sexually reproducing specific individuals with self-consciousness try to make their whole species believe they all are the same? Is it not an evolutionary advantage to be different from others? We search hard to find that reason; we are filled with rage in return. The deep memories of being subjected to it keep playing on repeat. No reason is unearthed. In its place, there is just a light of passionate, self-determined sense of morality on which grazes a herd of passionate thoughts.