I found this

So I was doing a google search for "Furry Misanthropy", you know, in the hope of maybe finding something, because who doesn't like to justify one's prejudices, right? Instead I found this unique and wonderfull gem of internet wisdom, from the keyboard of a furry, straight to your heart:

"I get incredibly down on people all the time. They do terrible, revolting things to each other (and furries are not exempt from my definition of people, here) and sometimes I just want to say, fuck it, fuck you all, let hate take over, burn itself out, and leave me with nothing but the purity of selfishness to live by.

It's incredibly attractive, when I'm fighting that, to put myself into some special category above and beyond other people, to draw in those I care about, and shut out the rest of the world. Problem solved, because - as has been touched upon quite a bit - the driving force here is to separate myself from the bad things other people do, bad things that I'm also capable of. I don't want that knowledge, that compassion.

The way I combat it is to remember that I already am separate. I make different choices. I am a different person. My human nature is not a problem, it is a fact without, as far as I can tell, positive or negative connotation. People don't do bad things because it's human nature (or furry nature, or Christian nature, or however you want to cut our delicious cake), they do them because they are individually selfish or cruel or on rare occasion what I call evil. And they're that way not because people have some random chance operator, unique to us as a species, that makes them flawed but because we have a gift, perhaps not quite a unique one but by far the most radiant and wonderful and powerful example, and that's sentience.

Sentience is complex and incredible and overwhelming, and it allows for intellect to conflict with instinct, for logic for duke it out with emotion, for a dozen other opposing forces to crash against each other, and in that kind of situation, things inevitably break. I don't think there's any species in existence you could point at and say, well if they had sentience, they could handle it. I think, in point of fact, that anything remotely animal-related will never escape the dangers of sentience: only machines, without fight, flight, or feeling, could truly become a race apart.

And wouldn't that be fucking boring?

I understand why misanthropy happens. It's because nobody wants to be part of a flawed system, and especially not to BE a flawed system. The impulse, dare I say the HUMAN impulse, is to escape it, to seek perfection in some form to be a part of. But it's the flaws that make art and love and, ohai, furries. We're NOT machines, and our bugs aren't always bad, and when they are, we can fix them. I wonder if it's possible misanthropists are just healers who haven't quite worked out the right way to look at things yet?"

No, I have no idea what that last sentance means. He's a furry. Probably some newage, pump rock, spiritbomb, shamantype deal. The important thing is he's a genius.