C.W. and I were talking ….
He wanted to play a game, but I wasn’t in the mood. Then he
explained it. See what you think. He calls it “What’s the metaphor for?” I
know, I know, but let him have his fun. Here is an example, as he put it to me.
A young farmer had a farm, at least that’s what we’re told.
And on this farm he has a barn, to keep things from the cold. And in this barn
are hornet nests. All, we’re told are bold. But, they are quite small and cause
little harm unless one harasses the individuals in the nest. The previous
farmer had lived in peace with them for years. So, we have a small farm here, a big barn there, a farmer home, and hornets everywhere. See, I've told you so.
Now it gets interesting. A half-mile away, the “Mother of
all hornet nests hangs from an oak three. This nest provides the inhabitants of
other nearby nests.
Once a day, sometimes more often, the farmer walks down the
road the half-mile and pokes the great hornet nest. As the hornets fly out in
search of the danger, he quickly moves back to the farm, whereupon he goes to
the barn and pokes a couple of the smaller nests. This, he thinks, makes them
fearful, maintaining peace and harmony.
Well, it turns out that this particular species of hornets
has a genetic code that passes memories from generation to generation. They
also have communication skills.
No matter, the farmer says, “They’re just dumb hornets and I’ll
handle them.” Off he goes to poke the mother-nest again.
So, what’s the metaphor for?
Hint:
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