O child. You are mine, though you do evil. - Euripides

Streams of the sacred rivers flow uphill;
Tradition, order, all things are reversed:
Deceit is men's device now,
Men's oaths are gods' dishonour.
Legend will now reverse our reputation;
A time comes when the female sex is honoured;
That old discordant slander
Shall no more hold us subject.

Bakkhai: Might be a good idea, if it’s not too much bother, to show more respect for your old grandfather. Not to mention the gods. Teiresias: You’re bold and loud and glib, Pentheus, you should have been a lawyer. But you totally lack common sense. This “new invented daimon” you laugh at — take my word for it — he’s not one to laugh at. He’s going to be big.

Many have paid the price for base profits.