Really now: If you can't get me my newspaper on time, how can you expect me to refrain from killing people?

Life teaches us that human thought almost never walks hand in hand with logic, and it is usually counterproductive to raise the point.

In that tremendous flash of freedom, on my way to do The Thing for the first time, sanctioned by Almighty Harry, I receded, faded back into the scenery of my own dark self, whole the other me crouched and growled. I would do It at last, do what I had been created to do. And I did.

This was just no fun. I wanted my brain back.

I was filled with dread at the thought my mind had skipped town and left me behind to pay the rent." --Dexter

As I've said, freedom is really an illusion. Anytime we think we have a real choice, it just means we haven't seen the shotgun aimed at our navel.

Since I am not actually a real human being, my emotional responses are generally limited to what I have learned to fake.