This whole train of thought started, innocently enough, with a throwaway question: if I were a superhero, what would my alignment be?
Hmpf. Neutral, I guess. With flashes of Chaotic Good on good days and Chaotic Evil on bad. I probably take those kinds of questions far too seriously anyway. They make me think too much. They make me wish I was steadily Neutral Good instead.
In lieu of a character made of a stronger moral fiber, I've done my best to surround myself with good people. Until now, I've never done it consciously. I just enjoyed their company without giving much thought to the why.
Having considered the possibility that there is a certain trend to my friendships, and in the interest of (pseudo) science, I then went as far as abusing facebook for the deplorable purpose of shoving some of my friends and family into boxes after all:
To be absolutely honest, I don't think I know anyone I'd actually call Evil. The two poor souls I'd placed in the lowest row were simply unfortunate enough to occasionally exhibit said tendencies. It is actually quite likely that I might be the most Evil person I know (and endure on a regular basis).
Completely unscientifically, I've come to the conclusion that blondes tend to be Good while brunettes (and gingers) tend to Evil, and that women are more likely to be Good or Evil rather than Neutral. There might have been some bleach and dyes involved, however, so I wouldn't set much store by this assessment.
I didn't really have a conclusion in mind for this chaotic post, so I might as well wrap it up as it is, with a word of thanks to all those who have been morally propping me up over the years (if I'd pasted all their lovely mugs above, it would make for a very long top row indeed). Keep up the good work. Who knows, I might miraculously turn out a decent human being. Eventually.
