It must be a basic mammalian trait that we want to see our species capable of good deeds. I was just looking at Mark Twain's account of Joan of Arc's demise and even that notorious cynic found something good in a 17 year old girl getting roasted on the spit. It seems before the flames entirely engulfed her, a British soldier fashioned a cross for her to ride into eternity. Twain was moved by this act. So there it is. By only allowing her to burn to death as opposed to burning to death without a cross, he has become a great anonymous man remembered through the ages for his thoughtfulness.
So - has the bar risen since then or dropped?
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