Oh good sir, I am slain by thy wit. Verily, who could have foreseen that thou would point out in this discourse that certain personages of yesteryear, being among the most educated and enlightened of their day, could nevertheless have moral smidgens that entirely eradicate any claim to progress or moral centaintude, yea, even unto the 7th generation of the 7th generation. For lo, our entire conception of progress, rights of the individual and the collective, laws and orders, all founded upon imperfections of latter days! Forsooth, thou hast cast me in a most terrible conundrum! My very life, perpetuated by medicines contributed to by blackguards and charlatans! This communications device, devised by those with nothing more than base gold on the mind! Oh calamity! How can I ever move on! My entire modern life, a charade, a lie, a monstrosity, built on the backs of the undesirables, the evil, the morally compromised!
There is but one solution! Join me brothers! Cast aside your profane luxuries, your conceptions of right and wrong! The only right is that all of humanity, for we have all benefited from evil, must cast aside all that we owe to evil, which is everything. And yea, we must go to the wilderness, and proffer our walking carcasses to nature, for such is our undying shame that only through death and re-nourishment of the soil may our sorry race's history be forgotten, and a more virtuous species be given the room to arise!
Or maybe we can quit engaging in shitty, trendy "poisoning the well" fallacies, and discuss matters like we're adults with enough brain cells that generate enough electrical activity to at least be the equal of a potato computer, rather than vacuous argue-bots based on machine learning training sets drawn from Twitter.