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Ethics (Thursday, September 28, 6th period)

Vader swept into the room precisely on time, slamming the door hard enough to reverberate down the hallway. He dropped a box of cookies onto his desk.

"Today we talk about how a strict sense of right and wrong interferes in efficiency," he said, pacing the room and clearly intending to intimidate as many students as possible. "Employees who do not believe that there will be consequences for their incompetence become lazy, stupid, and easily replaceable."

Vader took the box of cookies from his desk and passed it around the room. "Each of you has a cookie," he said. "You will spend the rest of the class period using the tactics of fear, shame and guilt to get the other people in this classroom to give you their cookies." And yes, that word sounded incredibly strange coming from him. "Whoever has the most cookies at the end of the class will get to keep them."

He crossed his arms over his chest. "Are these tactics unethical? Does it matter if you get what you want?"

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"I've been able to use it on him once or twice," Isabel said. "And I suppose it does fall under the category of guilt."

"But I don't want to manipulate him," Sam sighed. "I don't want to do that to anybody. Want a cookie?"

"He can take it. Particularly in a case like this. But I know what you mean. In real life? No way," she said firmly. "And if you're offering, sure."

Sam handed over her cookie. "I know he can take it--but I'd feel wrong."

"It's like cheating," Isabel said as she took the cookie.

"It is. Plus, I'd feel too guilty."

Isabel looked around to make sure Vader was out of earshot, she hoped at at least. "And that would probably make him happy in a twisted way. We can't have that."

"Nope. No happiness," Sam shook her head. "Maybe we should have organized a cookie boycott. Or a cookie commune."

"I'm thinking a massive delivery from J,GoB," Isabel snickered. "At least six dozen cookies for each student."

"Oooh," Sam made a note. "And then we can donate them to someone, just to make them happy."

"What if we donate them not to a person but a thing? Like a common room? Cookies for all," she said. "Anders would like it I'm sure. And Cedric."

"Hey, if it increases good feelings, I don't care if we leave them for the radio staff." Sam laughed.

"I think the radio staff prefers rum. But that might just be the pirate."

"He...oh, that was weetiny weekend. Right."

"Or how about the weekend of the cookie incident? Didn't John do the radio that night?"

Sam groaned. "Yes."

Isabel patted Sam's arm. "It all worked out in the end. That's all that matters."

"On the bright side, I never have to cook..." Sam said to the top of the desk.

"But you might wind up getting stuck doing the dishes. It's that equal share of labor thing."

She sat up. "I'm practically a professional dishwasher--and that's a good thing. Anyway, what're you going to do, since you have multiple cookies and I have none?" So she lost.

"Buy you a cup of coffee after class and share my cookies?"

"You're on."

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