The next draft chapter in the upcoming book, “Rational Morality”. Comments are welcome. I’ll publish the final version through the usual book stores and channels when it's all been released online. Enjoy!
Long before organized religion, written law, or any formal philosophy, people lived in small, tightly bound groups. These tribes were formed not by choice or ideology but by the urgent demands of survival in a harsh and unforgiving world. In that context, morality wasn’t debated or theorized; it emerged naturally from the shared struggle to stay alive.
In these early communities, the boundaries between individual and group were not just blurred; they were fused. Survival depended on cooperation, and cooperation required a basic framework of mutual obligation. Moral behavior wasn’t abstract, and it wasn’t optional. Helping one another wasn’t a gesture of kindness; it was a matter of life or death. You shared your food not because you were virtuous but because one day, when your hands were empty, someone else would need to do the same for you. You stood guard at night not because it felt meaningful but because the group’s safety demanded it. In this world, ethics were not expressed through words but through actions that kept the tribe intact.
Good and bad, in that setting, were measured by impact, not by intent. Behaviors that preserved the group, such as defending the weak, raising children, hunting well, or resolving conflict, were seen as good. Those that threatened group cohesion, such as hoarding, betrayal, or cowardice, were bad. Not because some cosmic law said so, but because those actions placed everyone at risk. Morality, in its earliest form, was practical and deeply communal, and it was enforced not by a written code but by social pressure, memory, and, when necessary, punishment.
This early form of morality wasn’t gentle. It involved sanctions that were often swift and severe. Shame was a powerful tool. Exile was a death sentence. In extreme cases, disloyalty could be met with execution. But there was clarity in it. Everyone knew the stakes, and everyone understood the rules, even if they weren’t written down. Morality lived in the stories told around the fire, in the rituals passed from elders to children, and in the unspoken expectations of shared life.
It was in this environment that the foundations of virtue began to take shape, not as ideals or doctrines but as necessities. Courage was required to face external threats. Justice meant maintaining balance and fairness within the group. Temperance served as a check against greed and impulsiveness. Wisdom was recognized in those who could mediate, lead, or make decisions that preserved harmony. These were not philosophical abstractions but behavioral patterns forged by the need to endure.
The effectiveness of tribal morality came from the size and intimacy of the group. In a small tribe, everyone knew everyone else. Reputation mattered because memory was social. Every action you took and every promise you made was remembered and judged by the people who shared your fate. In that environment, there was little room for hiding, and accountability was a lived reality. You couldn’t pretend to be someone you weren’t because the tribe knew you. Trust wasn’t earned through branding or performance; it was proven through consistency and sacrifice.
As human societies expanded and tribal units gave way to larger settlements, the moral model that had worked for tens of thousands of years began to strain under the weight of complexity. The old mechanisms of moral enforcement, reputation, direct accountability, and shared experience were no longer sufficient in a world where most people were strangers. That was when religion, written law, and centralized authority began to fill the gap, formalizing the moral codes that had once lived organically within the tribe.
But before we explore the rise of divine authority and institutional morality, it’s worth pausing to reflect on what we left behind. In that ancient, pre-ideological world, there was a kind of clarity we now struggle to find. Right and wrong were not endlessly debated or diluted by relativism. They were grounded in whether your actions contributed to the well-being of those around you. There was no confusion about the purpose of morality. It existed to keep the group alive, to preserve what was fragile, and to discipline what was destructive.
That clarity, though hard-edged, gave people a framework for meaning. It wasn’t about self-expression or identity. It was about loyalty, resilience, and contribution. And while we no longer live in tribes, and while modern life is far more complicated, the fundamental human need for a shared moral foundation has not gone away. What has changed is that we have abandoned the structures that made that foundation visible, knowable, and enforceable.
Today, we are told that morality is personal, that each person defines it for themselves, and that no one has the right to impose their values on others. But tribal societies understood something we have forgotten. Without a shared standard of right and wrong, there is no trust. And without trust, there is no society. What remains is fragmentation, suspicion, and fear.
We began with a morality that was grounded in lived experience, not theory. It required sacrifice, demanded accountability, and rewarded virtue not with applause but with survival. In this age of disconnection and performance, it is worth remembering that our earliest ancestors didn’t need a philosopher to teach them how to live. They needed one another. And that was enough.