Is it more depressing than humans killing everything in sight including a whole damn planet with no control over their greed?

What would you say if there was a bug that is able to live almost anywhere on earth, destroying the nearby environment and making animals go extinct, poisoning the water, sky, soil, leaving trash that’s radioactive, poison filled or very hard to degrade, while killing each other for profit and doing imaginably dark and amoral things?

We kill insects for doing a lot less. Yet when it comes to us, we’re free to harm everything and everyone, and when someone says “we should destroy this species, they’re dangerous!” They’re therapy worthy.

I think what’s therapy worthy is not being aware of even a fraction of the dark shit that goes on in the world and being content because their bubble holds up just fine and that’s all that matters. Its delusion of grandeur experienced by a whole species. Anyone who says otherwise is ridiculed and treated like they’re ill. Isn’t that convenient