Oh, I guess I took "Black Mirror" literally, as in at the end of the episode and the TV is blank, it's just me (and maybe whoever I'm watching with) looking into this black reflective screen and I'm staring back at me. Like, what I just watched is a figurative reflection of me and I, as a human being, am capable of being as cruel and disgusting and angry as the characters in each story. The only difference is not because it's fiction, it's because I've never been put into a desperate enough situation to truly test that theory.

Well, except for the mom in

She can go get fucked in hell by hitler with a pineapple.