He stood still in front of the rock.
The snake dashed its head at him to annihilate him; the monkey
jumped to one side and let the snake beat its head against the
rock.
Over and over, this operation was repeated, the monkey with
lightning speed avoiding the dart of the snake, and the snake,
with never-ending stupidity, dashing its head against the rock.
Eventually the powerful, dangerous snake was stretched out at
full length, bleeding and tired out.
The monkey was not bleeding and not tired. He was extremely
cheerful. He seized the snake by the neck, just back of the
head, and placidly proceeded to rub its head off on the stone.
When he had rubbed the head to a pulp. incidentally destroying
its primitive brain, he left the dead snake lying there, and
gratefully accepted the Indian corn and sugar-cane donated by
the admiring humans-his relatives-who had witnessed his
performance. ----
The monkey used his brain--the snake did not.
The monkey did not say, but he might as well have said:
"You need not wonder that my half-sister, Eve, crushed the
serpent's head. We monkeys and humans have soft hands and no
poison sacs, but WE KNOW HOW TO MAKE OUR BRAINS WORK, and
that means that we rule creation."
TOO LITTLE AND TOO MUCH
Here is a quotation from a very wise person called Aristotle.
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