I know an oversized bully. He got pissed off at Oily, an unpleasant tyrant who lived across town. It was a nasty business.
Kopp, that's what I'll call the bully, let his aggressive ego get the better of what little brains he had. He went all the way across town and broke into Oily's old house. Kopp proceeded to destroy the house and the whole neighborhood. He killed and injured the tyrant's family, friends and guests. For some reason they objected to that, to being murdered and maimed. The bravest ones fought back. That made the bully even more angry and indignant. How dare the victims resist being killed, being robbed or being raped. The tyrant's neighbors saw what was happening. It made them furious. It made them a little greedy. It made them worry that Kopp, the bully, would pick on them next. The neighbors came to Oily's assistance. They didn't liked him, but they hated Kopp worse. They figured that they might also get some of the loot, oil and such, that the bully was stealing from Oily and his family. Profit always helps war. People all over town condemned Kopp for breaking into a man's home, for killing his family and for stealing his possessions. That just made the bully more angry. He was an egotist. The moral to my story is that there is no moral.
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