I know I don't always have the same instincts as other humans -- family loyalty is a bit of a mystery to me as a result. It seems so utterly senseless to sacrifice the property of the entire world for one corrupt person's freedom.
Most of humanity celebrates family bonds as the height of humanity. I guess I look at them as the ties that bind wife beaters and child abusers to their victims, and that keep filial love alive between a mother and her serial killer son.
I know I'm coming across as terribly cynical here, folks, but a story like this brings it out in me.