Currently, at the behest of a of good friend, I am reading a book on ethics studies, and questioning my morals. Do I actually have any?
If I knew a friend was going to lose their job would I tell them? What if my boss told me in confidentiality? Well, for me it's not a matter of ethics... it's a matter of survival. If someone is losing their job- you better believe it's not going to be me. If you're drowning next to me, I'm using you like a piece of driftwood. Hey, doesn't mean I don't like you... but if I have to choose- it's going to be ME, every time. However.... if you throw my sister, or my two kids into the mix, I'd slice my own throat and walk over broken glass to keep them from being hurt.
When it comes to winning, I'm probably going to do WHATEVER it takes. I've cheated on tests... and slept through the night. I've cheated on boyfriends... and slept through the night. I've ran red lights, kicked a dog, broken into houses, stole a car, did drugs... am I with out morals???
Perhaps. Maybe I'm a cold blooded, whore, bitch from hell. But keep this in mind:
The winners make the rules.
The losers follow them.
