So, so much of human history is just us trying and failing to find reasons we're unique, as if uniqueness is somehow the source of value, meaning, or joy in life. We really seem to react strongly against the widening of our consideration for the experience of non-human life (or human life, if it looks just a little different).

Isn’t racism similar? The attempt to prove that people of a certain skin color have unique capabilities? The fear of extinction of a skin color.

Redheads are in much greater danger by that logic.