“When you were very small, perhaps someone read to you the insipid story of the Boy Who Cried Wolf. A very dull boy, you may remember, cried, ‘Wolf! when there was no wolf, and the gullible villagers ran to rescue him only to find the whole think was a joke. Then he cried ‘Wolf!’ when it wasn’t a joke, and the villagers didn’t come running, and the boy was eaten and the story, thank goodness, was over.
The story’s moral, of course, ought to be ‘Never live somewhere where wolves are running around loose,’ but whoever read you the story probably told you that the moral was not to lie.” –Lemony Snicket (The Reptile Room)
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