What is the human being stripped bare of comfort and dignity? What does the human being become when hope orbits out of reach? What does the human being do when the light is swallowed by the dark? There seems to be two options. Either it gives up the fight and lies down peacefully for the eternal rest, or it abandons any concept of humanity and turns all power over to the savage within. Neither option paints a pretty picture especially if it applies to large numbers of human beings co-existing in a confined space at a single point in the time continuum. But clearly the former option would result in a more peaceful outcome with a lower body count than the loud bloody slaughter that would occur from the later. The real question is whether or not humanity can chart an intelligent course that can circumvent these two looming options.