A is not A if it lacks qualities of A. In the case of Man, we must decide if we are describing different subsets of Men, or Man. I believe you struggle to define Man rather than breeds of Men.
It has become common among the so-called progressives among us to declare that all are due “human” rights. Discarding for a moment the fallacious appeal to natural rights, the term “human” itself betrays allegiance. One might as well say, “mammal rights,” or say, “sentient rights,” or declare some other biological or mechanical taxonomy deserving of privilege. To use your language, such are the philosophies of machines and psychopaths. Such are not Man.
There are still some few of us, debased as we might be, battered, deformed even, who can claim to be Men. Our souls are not yet so fouled that we cannot recognize the depravity of our culture and feel revulsion. We are not so lost that we lose sight of our faults. We are not yet cleaving off our hands, or coupling with other species or even machines in an attempt to abandon our place as Men and become something twisted. We know this thing, Man, and we still recognize ourselves in the mirror.
It is this being, Man, of which I hoped you wrote.
I’ll impose an anecdote upon you, by way of example.
Today I met a client about a small bit of work – honest work – which in the days there were more Men would not have required the special skills I’ve acquired, but now we must rely upon things whoch are not Men to complete our work, so Men are called upon to lead. After settling the business at hand, he again encouraged me to accept further work for this major US corporation. This work, I’ve already determined, afford the opportunity for great profit, but it is morally suspect. Not the usual “profiteering” mind you: even creatures which are not Men can perceive such stench. What this work entailed was providing a service unnecessary for the greater task: a gross waste of effort and duplicative labor to accomplish a task which would be better done at less profit for one with my skills, but at great savings to the corporation, great profit for its shareholders, and – despite the cries of anti-capitalist death cultists – of great benefit to customers and the general public. Alas, the corpse is laid bare and all the scavenger, from the hyena to the lowly bacterium await the opportonity to feed upon a corpse. And so I declined the work, for I am still Man, and do not eat carrion with the vultures.
There are many components that make Man, and perhaps his spiritual nature is some portion, but the spiritual man you describe is not yet a man, for he is too distant from the blood and guts of this earth. Those of us who are Man make hard choices every day because we live in a world so depraved that each day is wallowing in filth. Every third word from the mouth of a stranger is foolish and insane, and the sentences become babbling in the truest sense of the word.
So, perhaps I’ll attempt this task also, and try to describe Man. And perhaps you’ll forgive my apparent arrogance.