Who among us hasn’t taken a day off work to come back and find that your coworkers ate the fruit you left in the communal fridge, and then subsequently condemned your coworkers and all of their descendants to eternal suffering, then felt bad later and changed your mind, pretending your son died for a couple days to drum up sympathy and distract from your overreaction?
The fruit wasn’t just left in the fridge. You told your coworkers about it, and how eating it would literally allow you, for the first time, to tell the difference between good and evil. Implying that you could not have known whether eating it was the right or wrong thing to do in the first place.
Also, somehow it’s a bad thing to eat it and learn that?
Who among us hasn’t taken a day off work to come back and find that your coworkers ate the fruit you left in the communal fridge, and then subsequently condemned your coworkers and all of their descendants to eternal suffering, then felt bad later and changed your mind, pretending your son died for a couple days to drum up sympathy and distract from your overreaction?
The fruit wasn’t just left in the fridge. You told your coworkers about it, and how eating it would literally allow you, for the first time, to tell the difference between good and evil. Implying that you could not have known whether eating it was the right or wrong thing to do in the first place.
Also, somehow it’s a bad thing to eat it and learn that?