I hear your objection, drab and small, that the aspiring serial murderer of cosmoses is not well-placed to judge humanity. Tell me again about your time, so full of compassion and fellow feeling. No? Well, you’re right, of course. We have not transcended wickedness. Even now, in this distant reach beyond everything you know, there are bad people still. On the other hand, the commonplace sins of your time are rather quaint. We are different from you, as you are different from some cave-grubbing ape.