As much as I admire Frankl (and you), I think the truth may be more complex. We all are sheep, we all are goats.

I got trolled a couple days ago for a comment on another writer's article. The troll (not the original author, whom the troll thought he was defending) took the usual path of telling me my degrees were worthless and my opinions less than worthless, or something to that effect.

I usually ignore such nonsense, but this time I fired back, telling him how I loved having my education denigrated by someone with none.

He shot back, getting even nastier.

I don't know why, but at that point I decided to explain why his attack was undeserved.

A couple more posts were exchanged, and by the end he bought me a coffee, followed me, and admitted he'd misread both the original article and my comment. He also briefly described a ton of stresses he is dealing with. None of which excused insulting me, but it all did help me see him as a person not completely lacking in human qualities.

I do strive for generosity and kindness, but under enough pressure, I can lose sight of both. I suspect the difference in Frankl's two tribes may be not decency, but courage.