...I would appreciate it if you returned that photo to me.
In time. I would like to ask you a hypothetical question. You are the parent of twins. You and your children are being held hostage. Both of your children have a knife at their throat. There is no way to save both. If you spare one, you condemn the other. Even if you sacrifice yourself, only one child will survive.
[silence]
No response? Then I shall continue. The same scenario, but you are told more information: one of your children will grow up to be known as a mass murderer. The other child will not be of such a cruel disposition, but will nevertheless suffer grievously throughout their life, ultimately taking just as many lives as the mass murderer. Both children will cause suffering, regardless of which one survives.
Which do you spare?
...Do you have a point?
You know that I do. Brother. Or should I call you Delta Klim?
[the sound of rustling clothes and a creaking chair]
You know how I can save those twins from that fate. You will aid me however I want…
[a baby's cry]
...and while I suspect you have no regrets about your own life ending...I do not think you will wish to refuse, now that you know of her.
EVIDENCE
--You. You are a twin.
...I would appreciate it if you returned that photo to me.
In time. I would like to ask you a hypothetical question. You are the parent of twins. You and your children are being held hostage. Both of your children have a knife at their throat. There is no way to save both. If you spare one, you condemn the other. Even if you sacrifice yourself, only one child will survive.
[silence]
No response? Then I shall continue. The same scenario, but you are told more information: one of your children will grow up to be known as a mass murderer. The other child will not be of such a cruel disposition, but will nevertheless suffer grievously throughout their life, ultimately taking just as many lives as the mass murderer. Both children will cause suffering, regardless of which one survives.
Which do you spare?
...Do you have a point?
You know that I do. Brother. Or should I call you Delta Klim?
[the sound of rustling clothes and a creaking chair]
You know how I can save those twins from that fate. You will aid me however I want…
[a baby's cry]
...and while I suspect you have no regrets about your own life ending...I do not think you will wish to refuse, now that you know of her.