Once upon a time, an axe arrived in a forest. The trees had never seen anything like the axe before. They could not decide if the axe was their friend or foe. They asked the rabbit who was the forest’s resident smart aleck.
“You have nothing to worry about,” the rabbit said. “The axe is your friend.”
“How can you be sure?” asked the trees.
“The axe is of your race,” the rabbit said. “Its handle is made of wood, just as your trunks and branches are. There is no chance of enmity between entities of the same race.”
The deer, who was known in the forest as a conspiracy nut, disagreed with the rabbit. He said, “The axe is a foe of the trees. On its wooden handle, a sharp iron head is attached. The iron head will chop down the trees.”
“You are a conspiracy nut,” screamed the rabbit. “Entities of the same race do not attack each other. The axe will not harm the trees because its handle is made of wood.”
The loud sound of “chop, chop, chop…” was heard. The axe had started doing its work. The trees screamed in terror. The rabbit fled from the forest, followed by the deer.
Moral of the story: The notion that those of the same race are kind to each other is a myth.