A Touch of Evil

摘要

I have always thought of myself as unwaveringly good. I tell the truth. I recycle. I once drove miles out of my way to return a lost puppy. When I play Fallout 3,I roam the Wasteland for hours to find water for that thirsty beggar. I always try to do the right thing-even when the context is hypothetical, without consequence, or in a postapocalyptic barrens populated by irradiated zombies. So why do I find myself rooting for the bad guy? When Walter White strangles an adversary with a bike lock, I muse, "Well, the poor man's just doing what he must." I empathize with The Walking Dead's Rick Grimes, even as he leaves a mountain of bodies in his wake, living and undead.