I am Evil
I don’t know if I had mentioned this before. I say it frequently enough, so you might have heard me talking about it. The bottom line is this: I’m evil.
I used to think I was marginally “good”, but you know what? It’s hard work and doesn’t really pay off. So I’ve just given up on the idea altogether. What does this mean for you?
Well, evil isn’t always as rotten as it might seem. I mean, evil inspires self-interest. So for example, if I was walking behind you and you passed out - for lack of any good premise - I might still provide assistance, but not for your sake. Instead, any aid would be motivated by wanting to remain innocent of charges that I caused the incident.
I bring all of this up because I was being evil to the kids tonight at dinner.


