Me: “I believe in people.” My friend: “Mayberry is dead, Dana.” (Yes, I have funny friends.) Me: “People are my religion.” My friend: “The only thing 100 percent of us will do is let each other down, Dana.” Okay, so this is probably true, and yet I still believe in people, despite the fact that the only things I smell on the breath of most humans these days are Starbucks and mistrust. I believe in humanity because I understand what a huge gift that belief is to give one another. Oh, and no, I’m not saying we can choose to believe—we can’t fake this stuff. We either…