So we put on Despicable Me 3 on TV because we wanted a movie we all could enjoy (me, the wife, the four year old).
The boy started asking questions about the bad guy.
My wife then tried to explain why the bad guy is a bad guy.
I put in my two cents: “He’s just misunderstood.”
“He’s the bad guy.”
“Yes, but he performs a vital service. Without a super villain in, how can you have super heroes. Besides, it looks like he’s a really good inventor.”
This conversation continued until I proposed that when I start my own firm, I’m going to open a wholly owned subsidiary called:
Ethically Dubious Labs, Inc.
“Thank you for calling Ethically Dubious Labs, Incorporated. For raptor breeding press 1, for mutagenic bioweapon virus engineering press 2, to graft a municipal employee into a robotic life support suit please press 3, for sentient killer robots please press 4, for genetically engineers super soldiers or slave labor please press 5, for all other inquiries, please press 0 and someone will assist you.”
The answer from my wife was “obviously no.”
I’m still getting business cards made.