He thought, too, of moral luck.“Moral luck.”Kay looked at him enquiringly.“What exactly is moral luck?”Hugh smiled. “I only know what it means because I took a philosophy course at university; I had a gap to fill in, and I chose philosophy. We had a lecturer who was interested in moral luck and started to talk about it one day. He talked for a full hour. It had nothing to do with what we were meant to be studying, but we sat there transfixed as he explained what was meant by moral luck.”“Which is what?”“It’s not quite the same thing as fate, or chance, even if fate and chance play a part in it.” He paused. They were all looking at him now: David, Kay, Andrew.“Shall I give you an example?”Kay nodded. “Yes.”“Okay. There are two people: let’s call them Tom and Dick.”“What happened to Harry?”“He’s not in this example. He doesn’t matter. The point is this: Tom’s parents are nice people. They provide him with a good example and bring him up to help others and so on.
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