Those who meant well behaved in the same way as those who meant badly.
There's a problem that comes once you get caught up on your homework. Your mind wanders, and evil creeps back in. Was the voyeur somewhere amongst us in the crowd, playing his long game? Turning the temperature up? Ever so slowly? So, that by the time we frogs realized we were being boiled alive, it was too late.
And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Than fly to others that we know not of?
