Happily, and I'll teach them how to do the same, when necessary. Unlike your parents apparently.

Sometimes there's no good choice, only bad and worse. That's how life works and I'm sad your parents never prepared you for that.

You mean critical thinking?
As soon as it's assured Trump loses, and the subsequent cou de tat is quelled, you can all camp the White House front lawn and shake the fences, throw red paint, call old Biden an accessory to murder. Fill your boots.

But not before.

Balancing on the tightrope with hell yawning below, is hardly the time to consider changing your shoelaces.

Letting the most immoral thing happen as you sit on your hands isn't a moral victory on your part. It's a moral failing. If you had the chance to save ten people but one of them had to die, and you choose to let all of them die, you didn't do something moral.

You can pretend to yourself that your making a stand that matters, but any rational person see that you are choosing to let more harm be done because you can't stand to do something a little dirty but better. It's weak, not moral. We sometimes have to do the thing we wish we didn't in order to get the best outcome possible.

You don't clean your toilet because you enjoy it. You clean it because it needs to be done, and sometimes getting a little dirty is better than letting things get worse.

If I have kids, I genuinely hope they ask me that. I hope they get angry at me, because the concept of a tacit genocide supporter being the lesser evil is unthinkable. I want them to live in a world where there aren't moral conundrums like that, and the closest they come to them is in gritty video games and academic hypotheticals.

I'm willing to support the lesser evil and have blood on my hands so they can live in a better world and condemn me for it. I will be thrilled if that comes to pass.