Moral Relativism Is Dead

[andygates]

I have discovered true evil, real anti-life moral-nadir horror that would skull-fuck Marilyn Manson's granny before peeling all that is good in the world and rubbing its raw flesh over rock salt and the sharpened wires from inside shattered voting machines.

My bin stinks.

Not any ordinary stinky bin. That's just nasty. This is shocking. The cat ran away when I opened it. This is the Bin of Evil that killed Tasha Yar. This is rubber-gloves-and-bleach-and-your-old-fume-filter evil, with insence and the extractor on its Insanity Blast setting. This is the first time in a while I've wanted a handy priest.

This is also my fault, catfood and fishbones and all. Thus handily proving that true evil is in the hands of man, and that for evil to prosper, good men need only do nothing. Especially not emptying the bin before it begins to develop sentience, malice and one-liners.

Comments

[despaer.livejournal.com]

You ought to be hardened to that sort of thing after living at Cowper Road

[(Anonymous)]

Moral relativism died when David Blunkett, man of absolute moral compass, proved we live in a DnD alignment world. By asking, "what would David _not_ do?" one could (a) always avoid straying to the dark path, and (b) recoil in shocked horror at the trivial reduction to a decidable problem of our complex, nuanced ethical sensibility. Nobody likes it when a fundamental aspect of their basic humanity can be reduced to a one-line algorithm, but that's the price you pay for always knowing what's right.