There’s a story about a man who planned to make a cross-country trip, on foot, to prove that people are inherently good. The man spent several months in preparation for this noble journey, raising money, gathering supplies and mapping out the course he would follow. When the big day arrived; the day he was to set out on his adventure, his quest to set the record straight, to redeem the reputation of all humanity; he packed up his supplies, got his gear together and set out on his bold expedition, hiking for several hours until he came upon an old wooden bridge that spanned a deep, rocky …