Peter Singer, decades back, perhaps rightly pointed out that to produce the greatest good for the greatest number nearly all of us should sweat ourselves like coolies and send the entire proceeds, minus only a pittance for bare subsistence, to Oxfam or someone to feed the world's most desperate.
But no one does that.
Singer no more than anyone else.
And yet, he blesses this choice with the name of duty.
And is showered for that with admiration and celebrity from billionaires who praise him and . . . . remain billionaires.
But then all ethics is pretend ethics.
So what the heck?
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