"Mandela effect" here as I thought he was already separated from the realm of the temporal.
I'm speaking off-the-cuff but I don't know how to feel about Madoff. Of course he was a bad guy, but there's almost like another dimension to it, a sympathy for lack of a better word with the snowball effect of his actions. I'm really awestruck that he never had a nervous breakdown despite the mathematical logic that at some point his actions would come back to haunt him. What's the line between being overconfident and entirely deluded?
The "sympathy" that I mean, relating it to myself is that I feel anxious just looking at the piling laundry in my hamper sometimes; Madoff ran a billion-dollar ponzi scheme for years. But Madoff, did he ever actually feel anything? Any remorse, or worry?
Then there are the people who worked under him who would have not known about the fraud, and I imagine there had to have been some. All of the work these people did, the time and energy they invested, having their own self-doubts about their competency... only to have everything revealed to be a big lie. How many people over the years were fired by Madoff for not "getting results" even when the firm was doing nothing at all? All made up! Poof! Nothing was there.
Thinking about the man just leaves me with a sickly feeling in my stomach. I suppose to that end, "good riddance."