Good and Evil

For every Saint there is a murderous psychopath, for every Inspiring Teacher, there is a thug in a gym uniform. Unfortunately the alternative is a kind of bland stepford world of safe suburbs and vaguely smiling PTA members. Like sorrow permits us to feel joy, the capacity for evil is what gives us the capacity to do good.

Each of us faces choices every day, those choices define us. What matters is not what we think in our heart of hearts, but what we *DO*. The impulse to kill lurks in all of us, acting on it is what makes a very few of us murderers.

The impulse to commit kindness also exists in all of us, that so few of us act on it is what prevents us living in a paradise.

The Thing, for people who read...

Yes Petunia, it was a 1938 novella before hollywood got fake blood all over it.

Who goes there?

Very atmospheric.

The wikipedia article has a link to the text of the story. Also links to the idea it is a lost Doc Savage tale, which makes a surprising amount of sense.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Who_Goes_There%3F