Reminds me of a beast fable Ernest Hemingway told me once while I was stuck in a k-hole. The fable is called “The Hippo & the Stork Beast Fable,” which is redundant which is Hemingway:

“A hippo and a stork meet in a meadow. The stork asks if the hippo will let it stand on the hippo’s head? But as the hippo is asking him why, the stork is already standing on his head.”

The moral: when someone wants to shit on your head don’t bother asking why.