You can tame the beast in man, but you can never take the beast out of man. You can polish it, teach it grammar, and good behavior, but a beast is still a beast. You could wear the finest of clothes, and the nicest of jewelry, and still nothing would change. Every barbaric and obnoxious trait would remain. And maybe that's why we have laws, rules, regulations, and definitely religion, but all of these simply create an illusion. We speak in tongues and with so much precision. Raise holy hands, having made bad decisions. We call God while meddling in tradition. Sit on moral high horses and speak about justification. We speak of anarchy as though it is foreign, while embodying it in our thoughts, in our living, and oftentimes we'd say, "I did good," forgetting that good can be selfish, by extension, evil.