So one of my professors gave me shit about cracking a joke at the expense of the Irish potato famine. You know, that one from more than a century ago. She asked “How can you say that?!” and I said “Because I’m evil?”. It’s not a secret, and I take pride in it.
Then a friend said “How can you call yourself evil if you want to do all these things to help save the world? Like free energy and medicine and stuff?” which I justified with “Because it’d sure make life hard on the profiteering cockbags who try to keep everyone under their heels”. And being evil to them is worth saving everyone else.
I’m either a very simple or very complex person. Heh.