The Virtue of Omniscience

I have long believed in many notions that seem absurd to the conventional thinker, but which I feel to be fundamentally right on a deep, instinctive level. Here is one example.

It is always preferable that everyone should know everything. For instance, if someone knows exactly how to break into my house without being caught, and I know exactly how to catch him anyway and stop him without breaking a sweat, it's preferable to neither of us knowing those things. If someone knows my bank account password, that is fine as long as the bank knows that the person using my bank account password is not really me, and I know who the person trying to break into my account is, and that they have failed and where exactly they are, even why they were doing it. Maybe they legitimately need the money more than I do, and I know how to call the bank and let them know to allow them to get the money, and I'll know if they spend it for any other purpose. If you know how to destroy the world, you also know why you shouldn't (unless, factually and unarguably, you should, in which case you also know exactly what will happen after you destroy the world and why it is preferable to continued existence). An insane person knows he's insane, and knows how to be otherwise at any given moment; he doesn't use his knowledge in an insane way because he knows it would be insane to do so. You would even know how not to know a thing if you'd rather not know it, and you'd know that you opted not to know it and why, and could work around that knowledge as well as employ it.

Knowledge is only ever bad if it's inequitably distributed; we would all be best off having an infinite amount of it. The desire to keep secrets is a destructive twitch leftover from our caveman days, an irrational impulse that drives us to violence against those who breach our privacy rather than tolerate their knowledge of things which we feel shameful about. Fear, shame, wrath; they are all primitive emotions which omniscience would temporarily increase, only to eclipse and annihilate them in short order, leaving a world in which everyone is glad to be exactly what they are, and incapable of acting inappropriately (by a factual, not subjective and humanly flawed, definition of 'appropriate'). The faster we expand knowledge toward the infinite, the sooner we will begin to resemble the gods, who (assuming, for the sake of argument, that they do indeed exist) are omniscient and beyond our animal urges. Knowledge is literally what makes us divine, and so we should increase it ad infinitum.