If sitting on a gold throne, in a gold room, riding around in your gold carriage, covered in jewels, none of which were (or ever could be) “earned”, but rather pillaged, without even knowing what a days work feels like, while the people you’re parading your “god given right” to lord over, and whose wealth you hoard privately overseas, are having to choose between heating and eating as they work 3 zero hour jobs just to survive - isn’t considered evil in your mind, it is your moral compass that is the problem, not me feeling momentary joy when a cancer gets cancer.