Seems like a pretty good guiding principle, unless you’re the kind of self-serving muppet who skims philosophy texts to find reasons why it’s ethically okay to behave like a selfish dick.

The Death Star is a weapon you can live in. It’s an important consideration.

Maybe I don’t want it faster and cleaner…

Then I choose the pistol (given the name Rimpoche by an AI Bhudda) from Redrobe by Jon Courtenay Grimwood. It provides target identification, auto-aim and sarcasm.

One of the Lazy Guns from Against A Dark Background by Iain M. Banks. Point at target. Pull trigger. Target is destroyed in some ridiculous way, like having a piano fall on it.

But don’t point it at the sun. It doesn’t like that.

I’ll take some garlic knots, thanks. Next time’s on me.

Disagree. I think it’s been too long since we’ve had slow-paced thoughtful scifi movies.