Or maybe the third daughter is me? It’s been a disorienting time. Are any of us beautiful, kind, or intelligent anymore? I was raised to believe that no human is inherently evil, that evil is a surface disturbance caused by underlying fear (F), misunderstanding (M), or ignorance (I). I’m now reconsidering. Maybe evil is a spiritual substance in and of itself. Not downstream from F, M, or I. Perhaps the mother of them. I am writing this mental note to myself while at our lab meeting, which is long and cookie-less.