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I'm tired and overwhelmed, so I bought myself a present for getting through the day with nothing more than a pseudo panic attack: a Milky Way bar and a discounted book on the problem of evil. I never had a Milky Way before, but it was tasty albeit too sweet. The excessive sweetness was almost pleasant: the kind of thing that would make me nostalgic if I were the child of parents who permitted candy when it wasn't Halloween. The book has a large chunk devoted to Kant on radical evil. Things are looking up...