Sweet Talk
Once upon a time, a wise man who lived far away from his followers in an ivory tower made, in one of his discourses, a pledge that evoked cries of admiration from his followers.
" No matter what time of the day a crisis comes into your life, my followers, remember that out here I sit to listen to your woes. So come to me with your problems."
And so it transpired that years later, one of his followers, in a moment of crisis, remembered this words.
So up he trudged to the ivory tower where the wise man lived.
There was the wise man, holding his discourses with a rich young prince from another land.
" Oh wise man," said the man with a problem, "I have a crisis in my life."
The wise man looked up, annoyed at being disturbed.
" You imbecile," he said, " can't you see I am busy. Stop bothering me with your problems."
Moral: The only place you can find help is in the dictionary, somewhere between hell and hypocrisy.
Moral: There are no morals in sweet talk, only expediency.