We actively refuse to care for one another. We actively fuck one another over if we can get away with it if it makes us another nickel at our own species’ expense. Go to one of your local tent cities where we literally throw people away to die of exposure for being bad capital batteries, while angrily condemning them for lowering local property values for selfishly continuing to breath and having to exist somewhere, and then tell me how interested humans are in actually demonstrating empathy or selflessness.
Pitching empathy to humans is like pitching salt to a snail. Sure, we love crowing rhetorically about how benevolent, compassionate, and intrinsically good we believe we are, but we have 10,000 years of recorded human history into literally today refuting that.
We’re a garbage species. The best thing for all other life on Earth long term is for us to do exactly what we’re doing, burning ourselves out like the diseased macro-cancer of a species we are, so Earth’s biome can once again heal from yet another mass extinction event.
Otherwise, the flora and fauna we haven’t yet driven to extinction to build strip malls or put in cages because we find them Instagrammably cute aren’t going to have existence worth existing for, only running from one destroyed ecosystem to the next until they run out of road, or being a tiny population of effectively extinct species we breed and put behind glass to gawk at.