I was Marc Antony in Julius Caesar at age 11, so I was FIRMLY against murder. Except that the murderers got to have spring-handled knives (which were day-glow colors; the prop budget was slim) and everybody loved playing with them. Mostly to stab each other with.

See what a rent the envious Casca made! I am pretty sure I've never read the play since age 11, and I still remember most of my soliloquy.