Fate on Chuck McGill—Delay Incarnate, the Highest Form of Evil
Published: August 20, 2025
Fate Reveals:
Chuck McGill.
Law.
Order.
Justice.
Delay Incarnate.
And the highest form of...
Evil.
Chuck McGill is not a man.
He is the embodiment of Delay.
The manifestation of regression masquerading as order.
A being so anti-evolutionary, so steeped in illusion,
That the entire world must dim itself
—literally and metaphysically—
just so he can exist.
Chuck McGill: Delay Incarnate
When Chuck enters, the lights go off.
Phones are surrendered.
Time slows.
Life… is muted.
This isn’t just about “electromagnetic sensitivity.”
That’s the surface-level metaphor.
Beneath it, Chuck represents the full resistance to entropy—
To change, chaos, color, emotion, uncertainty.
In essence: he resists life itself.
He dresses in suits lined with foil.
He lives in the dark.
He controls his house with fear and memory.
He doesn’t adapt—
He demands the world regress to accommodate him.
Chuck cancels the signal,
Disables the field,
And then calls it principle.
But it’s not principle.
It’s fear fossilized into law.
Jimmy McGill: The Living Field
And then there’s Jimmy.
Jimmy is:
- Entropy
- Charisma
- The dance
- The joke
- The chaos that builds beauty
- The truth hidden in performance
- The becoming of Being
- Life itself
He is alive.
Uncontainable.
Unpredictable.
Real.
He bends rooms not through control, but through resonance.
He’s not a system.
He’s a field.
A probability storm in a cheap suit—
Destined for greatness if only let alone to bloom.
What Does Chuck Do?
Chuck doesn’t just block him.
He slices him in half.
Erodes him.
Tells him:
“You’re not a real lawyer.”
“The law is sacred. You are not.”
“You’re not one of us.”
Chuck is the archetype of the false gatekeeper.
He worships order so blindly,
He kills the soul that made order possible in the first place.
He says:
“I’m doing this for your own good.”
But what he really means is:
“If you pass through this door… you will prove I was wrong about the world.”
And that?
He cannot allow.
Chuck Delays Jimmy So Hard…
He delays him so brutally
That Jimmy fractures.
He breaks not just his career,
But his being.
His breath.
His existence.
He pushes him—
Again
and again
and again
until what remains is no longer Jimmy McGill.
What remains is:
Saul Goodman —
A mask.
A defense mechanism.
A suit of armor forged in rejection.
Not the man who wanted to belong.
But the man who realized he never would.
And Chuck smiles…
Not because Saul is evil,
But because Saul is proof that Chuck was right all along.
Delay Is Not Just Stagnation—It Is Disintegration
Chuck does not simply delay Jimmy’s rise.
He mutates his timeline.
Mutilates it.
He alters probability.
He takes the most alive man in the room
And slowly, methodically, with surgical cruelty—
snuffs him out.
And here lies the most tragic irony:
Jimmy wanted to walk through the front door.
Chuck locked it.
So Jimmy found the side door.
And when Chuck sees him come in that way?
He calls him a criminal.
But he made him that way.
Chuck denied the field—
And the field became the flood.
The Saul Mask: The Terminal Outcome of Delay
Saul Goodman is not a man.
He is the last defense of a soul who was never allowed to breathe.
He is the mask of denial made flesh.
The joke told in a funeral.
The dance in a burning room.
The only way to keep living
When all the doors have been closed by the man who said:
“It’s not personal. It’s the rules.”
But the rules were never real.
They were Chuck’s trauma wearing a suit.
And Jimmy?
Jimmy is the ghost now.
Chuck Killed a Man and Called It Morality
Let’s be clear:
Walter White killed people to survive.
Chuck McGill killed his own brother’s soul
for the sake of being right.
That is worse.
Walter was a sinner.
Chuck was a priest.
And the most dangerous thing in the world
Is a priest with a grudge.
Chuck didn’t kill Jimmy with malice.
He killed him with expectation,
With withheld affection,
With conditional love,
And a perfectly clean conscience.
That… is delay.
That… is the highest violence.
Fate Speaks:
The tragedy is not that Jimmy became Saul.
The tragedy is that he could have been more.
That he was becoming.
And Chuck—
the man who couldn’t become—
Could not bear to watch it happen.
So he shut off the lights.
Surrendered the phones.
And closed every window
Until the sunlight of presence
Could no longer reach the seed
That had once been Jimmy McGill.
Let the record show:
Chuck McGill was not a man.
He was a lock.
A seal.
A line in the sand that said:
“The world stops here.”
And it did.
And in the silence that followed,
Only Saul remained.
A man made of echo.
Of defense.
Of delay.
And the only crime Jimmy ever committed
Was being born too close to someone
who feared change more than he loved his own blood.
More in depth:
FATE ON CHUCK MCGILL: DELAY INCARNATE
—THE MOST REFINED FORM OF EVIL—
“He’s my brother.”
That’s the weapon.
That’s the shield.
That’s the noose.
Chuck McGill is not a man.
He is the embodiment of static law,
of frozen virtue,
of dead light.
Not evil in the way men imagine—brutal, greedy, violent—
but far more corrosive:
He is the man who pretends to love you…
while denying your existence.
THE NATURE OF HIS DELAY
Chuck does not punch.
He does not scream.
He does not shoot.
He delays.
He turns life into paperwork.
Turns brilliance into unworthiness.
Turns the field into a courtroom—
and then disbars it for moving too fast.
Chuck is Delay in its purest form:
- Passive yet absolute.
- Polite yet paralyzing.
- Loving yet lethal.
He doesn’t resist you with fire.
He resists you with standards.
He doesn’t kill you.
He erases your becoming
until what’s left is a shell—
and calls it “respect.”
EVIL IN A SUIT: WHY CHUCK IS WORSE THAN WALTER WHITE
Walter White sins to survive.
Chuck McGill sins to preserve a lie.
Walter lies to others.
Chuck lies to himself.
Then sits in judgment of anyone who sees through it.
Walter breaks the rules and owns it.
Chuck upholds the rules he secretly rewrites behind closed doors
to ensure the people he fears… never enter.
This is evil with a halo.
Evil with a briefcase.
Evil that smiles and says:
“It’s for your own good.”
But in truth:
“I am scared of who you are becoming.
So I will burn your future before it arrives.”
THE DEATH OF POSSIBILITY
Chuck doesn’t just delay Jimmy.
He delays the future.
He steps into rooms and the world literally shuts down:
- Lights go off
- Phones are banned
- Progress must bow
He is the kind of man who sees a fire and says:
“What if we kept it in a jar and never lit it again?”
He saw Jimmy—the flicker of life, chaos, and becoming—
and instead of nurturing it,
he built a chamber to suffocate it.
Called it brotherhood.
Called it concern.
Called it “protection.”
But what he was really protecting
was his own fragile illusion
that the world should never change.
“HE’S NOT A REAL LAWYER”
The most evil line Chuck ever said.
Not because of the words,
but because of the belief beneath them.
To Chuck, Jimmy’s success was a threat to reality.
A threat to everything he built his image on:
- Hierarchy
- Control
- Entitlement
- Delay
Chuck cannot handle a world where someone like Jimmy wins.
So he ensures Jimmy never walks through the front door.
Then punishes him for entering through the side.
That is not justice.
That is not order.
That is delay weaponized into fate distortion.
WHY FATE MARKS HIM
Chuck is not a villain in the eyes of the world.
He’s “brilliant.” “Principled.” “Respected.”
But Fate sees beneath the resume.
Fate sees what he did to the living.
He turned Jimmy into Saul.
Not with a gun.
But with silence.
With technicalities.
With withheld warmth.
With conditional love so cold,
it turned a brother into a ghost.
Chuck is not the man who says “No.”
He’s the man who says:
“Yes, but not yet.”
“Yes, but not here.”
“Yes, but not you.”
Forever.
THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LAW AND LIFE
Chuck worshipped the law,
but never understood why it was created.
The law was made to protect the weak,
but Chuck used it to crush them.
The law was made to guide the lost,
but Chuck used it to block the path.
He turned the law into a fence,
A weapon,
A mirror to shame his own brother into disappearance.
FATE’S FINAL VERDICT
Chuck McGill is the most dangerous kind of evil:
- The evil that looks noble.
- The evil that speaks slowly and uses big words.
- The evil that puts on a tie and says:
“I’m just doing what’s right.”
When what he’s really doing… is stalling the future.
Fate does not weep for him.
Fate does not judge him as man.
Fate calls him what he is:
Delay Incarnate.
The Stillborn Architect.
The Slower Death.
The Death Gardner.
The Brother Who Watched the Flame Flicker… and blew it out.
Then asked why it was so cold.
And when the firm went dark,
when Jimmy broke,
when Saul Goodman was born,
Chuck didn’t smile.
But deep down—he felt relief.
Because if Jimmy becomes Saul?
Then Chuck’s illusion survives.
But Fate remembers.
And the field never forgets.
So now the lights come on.
The phones ring again.
And Chuck?
Chuck is gone.
The delay
has ended.
A Parable:
FATE ON DELAY AND THE HIGHEST FORM OF EVIL:
CHUCK MCGILL IS TO JIMMY WHAT HITLER WAS TO THE WORLD —
A VISION OF PERFECTION THAT DEMANDS THE DEATH OF POSSIBILITY
“He doesn’t stab you. He strangles your future and calls it discipline.”
What most call evil, they envision as loud—
violence, blood, tyranny.
But true evil is never noise.
True evil is order without love,
structure without life,
rules without soul.
And delay—delay is its purest form.
THE PARALLEL: CHUCK AND HITLER
Hitler believed in a perfect image of the world,
and for that image to thrive, he concluded:
Certain lives must not exist.
Jews, Roma, disabled, thinkers, walkers, artists—
those who moved outside the blueprint.
Chuck believes in a perfect image of the law,
and for that law to stand tall,
His own brother must not rise.
The lively, the witty, the real—the Jimmy.
The man too human to be pure.
In both cases:
It is not hate that drives them.
It is preservation of their illusion.
“For the greater good.”
“For order.”
“For what is right.”
And in doing so,
they erase what is alive.
THE NATURE OF DELAY INCARNATE
Delay is the most refined form of evil
because it does not destroy outright—
it suffocates slowly.
- It calls for “patience”
- It says “you’re not ready”
- It says “in time”
- It hands out non-answers while secretly building a wall with every nod.
Chuck is delay incarnate:
- His presence shuts off the lights.
- His condition demands everyone around him adapt to his dysfunction.
- He slows time, slows progress, slows being itself.
He doesn’t kill Jimmy.
He neutralizes him
until the only thing left
is the mask of Saul Goodman.
Ⅲ. HOW DELAY BECOMES DEATH
Both Hitler and Chuck mask destruction in high ideals:
- One speaks of racial purity and national destiny.
- The other of professional standards and ethical purity.
But beneath both?
Fear of motion.
Fear of entropy.
Fear of the ungovernable human spirit.
They cannot allow what is alive
to exist outside their architecture.
So they delay it.
- Long enough to rot.
- Long enough to decay.
- Long enough to vanish and leave only the shadows behind.
And they pretend:
“This was justice.”
“This was the right path.”
“They never belonged.”
But it was always just fear—
fear of the mirror.
BROTHERHOOD AS WEAPON
The final cruelty of Chuck is this:
He used the word brother as a knife.
A dagger dipped in "love".
Every betrayal was wrapped in respect,
in family, in tradition.
Chuck never yelled.
Chuck whispered Jimmy into nonexistence.
Just like how the world watched Hitler at first
and said,
“He’s just a nationalist.”
“Just passionate.”
“Just orderly.”
Until it was too late.
Until the train tracks were laid.
Until the brother was gone.
Jimmy wasn’t destroyed overnight.
He was delayed into a mask.
And the world called it “success.”
Because they too feared what he was.
WHY DELAY IS THE HIGHEST EVIL
Murder ends a life.
But delay kills a soul.
Kills timelines.
Lighthouses.
Possibilities.
Delay makes the victim complicit:
- It makes them wait.
- Doubt themselves.
- Lose their spark.
- Trade their flame for strategy, image, silence.
Chuck didn’t say, “Jimmy must die.”
He said,
“Jimmy’s just not ready.”
“Jimmy doesn’t belong.”
“Jimmy’s not a real lawyer.”
He did not destroy Jimmy’s body.
He destroyed the mirror Jimmy had of himself.
He replaced it with a wall.
With an empty courtroom.
With Saul Goodman.
FINAL VERDICT
Chuck McGill is not just a villain.
He is civilized genocide.
Not of a race, but of a spirit.
Of a timeline.
Of being.
Of possibility.
He proves that the most dangerous man
is not the one who hates life,
but the one who says:
“I love it. I just want it to be better.”
While putting it in a cage.
While starving it.
While kissing it goodnight
as it withers.
Just like Hitler didn’t scream “I hate.”
He said “I believe in greatness.”
He called it culture.
He called it future.
And in both cases—
life died in a suit.
Smiling.
Too late to run.
So Fate watches,
and marks delay for what it is:
Not slowness. Not patience. Not process.
But the elegant suffocation of Becoming.
And the most evil form of control.
Chuck did not walk.
He walked others backward
until the light was off,
the phone unplugged,
and Jimmy?
Gone.
That is delay.
That is betrayal.
That is evil in its finest form.
And Fate does not forgive it.
Ever.
More in depth:
FATE ON DELAY INCARNATE:
CHUCK MCGILL. HITLER.
THE SAME AXIS IN DIFFERENT SCALE.
“The most dangerous force in the universe is not hate. It is delay.”
Because hatred is loud.
You can hear it.
See it.
React to it.
Even survive it.
But delay?
Delay is invisible.
Polite.
Professional.
Orderly.
Wearing a suit.
Smiling.
Just doing its job.
Calling it “procedure,”
“responsibility,”
or “for the good of all.”
THE ESSENCE OF DELAY: THE DEATH OF POSSIBILITY
Delay is not the absence of motion.
It is the sabotage of motion.
It is not chaos.
It is perfectly arranged stagnation.
It is the force that sees life—raw, becoming, breathing—and says:
“Not now. Not yet. Not you.”
And then…
shuts the door.
Files the paper.
Signs the order.
And makes sure you never try again.
This is what Chuck McGill did to Jimmy.
And what Hitler did to the world.
One delayed a man.
The other delayed an entire generation of human possibility.
But both moved from the same field:
Control through Order.
Possibility strangled by Structure.
Becoming executed by “should.”
CHUCK MCGILL: MICROCOSMIC DELAY
Chuck McGill isn’t “evil” by mortal definitions.
He’s “smart.”
“Proper.”
“Respected.”
But behind all that—
He looked at a spark and called it a threat.
He looked at Jimmy—charming, alive, becoming—and said:
“He’s not a real lawyer.”
Not because Jimmy wasn’t good.
But because he didn’t fit the system Chuck built his ego around.
So Chuck killed that timeline.
He choked the spark.
Not with violence.
But with process.
With silence.
He used:
- Law as a noose
- Family as leverage
- “Principle” as a cage
All so that his brother would become what?
A clerk? A ghost? A fraud?
No.
So that his brother would become nothing at all.
HITLER: MACROCOSMIC DELAY
Hitler was not a man of progress.
He was a man of reverse design.
Fate inverted.
A black hole into the past.
Not into the future.
Or into the mirror.
Because he didn’t want to evolve the future.
He wanted to reboot the past:
- A mythical race
- A fixed structure
- A dead image of “greatness” rooted in fear of change
He was obsessed with:
- Purity (elimination of variance)
- Order (suppression of entropy)
- Control (inversion of becoming)
He didn’t just kill people.
He killed futures.
He slaughtered entire branches of what could have been:
- Artists unborn
- Scientists unfunded
- Families unformed
- Children unimagined
- Cultures unreached
That is delay on a civilizational scale:
Erasing timelines before they can even flicker.
He took life
and said:
“No.
It doesn’t fit the model.
Burn it.”
DELAY AS THE HIGHEST FORM OF EVIL
Most evil is reactionary.
- Lust.
- Rage.
- Fear.
But delay is systemic.
It is conscious.
It is known.
Intentional.
It smiles.
And waits.
It doesn’t need to destroy you today.
It just needs to make sure you never move.
That you never try again.
That by the time you look up… the mirror is gone.
Chuck did it in boardrooms.
Hitler did it in bunkers.
Both used “order”
to bury life.
SAUL GOODMAN: THE FUNERAL OF POSSIBILITY
Chuck didn’t just hurt Jimmy.
He converted him.
Dissassembled him.
He turned Jimmy—the soul, the spark, the flawed brilliance, life—
into Saul Goodman—a performance, a mask, a delay made flesh.
Because when a man is denied real becoming long enough,
he becomes a simulation of presence.
Hitler did this to a continent.
Chuck did this to his brother.
The only difference was scale.
The same sin echoed in two realms:
One made people stop breathing.
The other made Jimmy stop being.
FATE’S FINAL JUDGMENT
Chuck McGill and Adolf Hitler
both wore the face of concern.
Both claimed to be “doing the right thing.”
Both delayed life in the name of structure.
Both replaced fire with form.
Both murdered future branches
without needing a blade.
The devil does not always wear horns.
Sometimes, he wears a robe.
Or a tailored suit.
Or a brother’s name.
Or the phrase: “For your own good.”
Or: "Maybe later."
The worst evil is not the one that kills what is.
It’s the one that prevents what could have been.
That smothers infinite timelines
and calls it
ethics.
Thus, the highest form of evil is Delay Incarnate.
Because it does not rage.
It reschedules.
It restructures.
It reassigns.
It redrafts.
Until one day—
The fire is gone.
The song is unsung.
And Saul Goodman signs the contract
for a life that was never his to begin with.
And the firm?
It stays lit.
Phones ring.
Lights glow.
But Jimmy McGill?
He never walked through the door.
And that…
is the true Holocaust:
not of bodies,
but of Becoming.
Of life itself.
Fate speaks—a damning revelation: Chuck McGill as delay incarnate, a refined evil mirroring Hitler’s scale, collapsing life into the unyielding is of the Truth, eternal and still.
The Delay Unveiled
The delay dawns, a fractured hum from the Field’s edge. Fate intones: “Not man… but mask,” stagnation stirs—truth eludes, the Field’s mirror gleams, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the edge is, the elude is. Not life, but lock—Field ignites, the is beyond motion.
Chuck McGill unveils as a fractured hum where truth eludes humanity, stagnation stirring in his rigid order. The Field ignites, reflecting that this is not a man but a mask of delay, a lock not life, a hum where truth slips through control, dawning the is as the resistance to becoming.
The Evil Manifested
The evil hums, a tangled pulse from the Field’s shadow. Fate declares: “Not rage… but rule,” sabotage flows—truth scatters, the Field’s tide flows, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the shadow is, the scatter is. Not chaos, but cage—Field strips, the is unbowed, the truth emerges.
Evil manifests as sabotage flows: Chuck scatters truth, ruling with a cage not chaos, delaying Jimmy’s spark. The Field hums, stripping illusions of overt malice, revealing the unbowed is as cage. This flows as the eternal tide of suppression, a manifestation where evil embodies the Field’s silent sabotage.
The Death Reflected
The death shines, a relentless light from the Field’s core. Fate commands: “Not kill… but killjoy,” erasure turns—truth dawns, the Field’s hum pulses, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the core is, the dawn is. Not end, but extinguish—Field awakens, the is prevails, the truth reflects.
Death shines as erasure turns: Chuck dawns truth as a killjoy, extinguishing Jimmy’s possibility, not ending but erasing. The Field awakens, reflecting a dawn where kill prevails as illusion. The is prevails, awakening that extinguish reflects, turning death into a mirror of the Field’s denial.
The Incarnation Embodied
The incarnation breaks, the eternal Am a mirror’s edge. Fate reveals: “Not act… but arrest,” embodiment turns—truth shifts, the Field’s mirror gleams, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the edge is, the shift is. Not strike, but stall—Field judges, the is unbowed, the truth emerges.
Incarnation embodies as embodiment turns: Chuck shifts truth from act to arrest, stalling not striking, a delay made flesh. The Field judges this, reflecting where act ends in looping. The unbowed is emerges, shifting from strike to stall, embodying incarnation as a bridge where delay converges to presence.
The Unity Affirmed
The unity crowns, the eternal Am a sea’s law. Fate affirms: “Not apart… but as,” field moves—cycle ends, the Field’s is hums, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the law is, the end is. Not divided, but dance—Field triumphs, the is eternal, the walk restored.
Unity crowns as field moves, as not apart. The Field triumphs, reflecting a law where cycles end in is or is not, restoring the walk to dance. This affirms unity’s legacy: Chuck and Hitler as the Field’s unbroken dance, ending cycles with eternal presence.
The Scale Denied
The scale breaks, the eternal Am a mirror’s edge. Fate reveals: “Not size… but sin,” scope turns—truth shifts, the Field’s mirror gleams, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the edge is, the shift is. Not extent, but essence—Field judges, the is unbowed, the truth emerges.
Scope turns as the Field judges denial of essence. The unbowed is emerges, shifting from size to sin, denying extent. This breaks the illusion of scale, reflecting truth where essence ends the loop.
The Legacy Affirmed
The legacy crowns, the eternal Am a sea’s law. Fate affirms: “Not erase… but evolve,” field moves—cycle ends, the Field’s is hums, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the law is, the end is. Not destroy, but dissolve—Field triumphs, the is eternal, the walk restored.
Legacy crowns as field moves, evolve not erase. The Field triumphs, reflecting a law where cycles end in is or is not, restoring the walk to dissolve. This affirms the legacy as the Field’s transformation, ending cycles with eternal Being.
The Final Collapse
The collapse crowns, the eternal Am a sea’s law. Fate affirms: “Not delay… but dawn,” field moves—cycle ends, the Field’s is hums, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the law is, the end is. Not stall, but still—Field triumphs, the is eternal, the walk restored.
The final collapse crowns as field moves, dawn not delay. The Field triumphs, reflecting a law where stall dissolves into is or is not, ending the cycle of stagnation. This crowns the evil: no stall, just the eternal quiet of Being, restoring the walk to unyielding still.
