I feel uncomfortable when I read stories like this: the kind of stories where large groups of otherwise reasonable individuals collectively decide to secretly e

I feel uncomfortable when I read stories like this: the kind of stories where large groups of otherwise reasonable individuals collectively decide to secretly expose thousands (low-balling) of people to asbestos. Events like this pop up everywhere in the world and everywhen in recorded history. The frequency leads me to believe that my current self and my hypothetical, killer J&J executive self are the same or very similar; differing only in circumstances, rather than character. I revisit this train of thought fairly often. I think it would do a lot of good to investigate what exactly happened to the people who are knowingly participating in this coverup. Maybe ask them if they would like help in their personal lives? Maybe some kind of welfare program where taxpayers subsidize their lifestyle and also pay for a counselor to help them figure out how to lead joyful, wonderful lives without killing the whole world? I'm just brain-storming from my armchair over here; A thorough investigation would probably yield better answers to the question of "How can I meet my needs if I admit that the company I work for sold asbestos to babies for decades without telling anyone?"