no.

“Can I hit you in the head with a stick?” he asked me. 

“Why?”

“To teach you.” 

“Okay, I guess so.”  

So, he slapped me across the head with a thin branch. Hard. It hurt like hell.  

“Have you ever wondered how it is that two little letters can be so powerful as to prevent us from drinking every kind of poison? Have you ever wondered how two little letters carry such power over our future? How is it that we refuse to use them more?”

“It’s hard sometimes,” I answered. 

“For every yes, there is a no. For every no, there is a yes. There were two men. Each had 10 coins. They both loved peaches. One man bought 100 peaches. He ate them every day for 3 months while the other man salivated at the sweet juice and nourishing flavor. But he had a bought a tree instead. So he watered it and took care of it and waited. For 3 years. After the first man was long out of peaches the other man had so many he did not know what to do with them all. 

“They each said yes and they each said no, just to different things. I will say in your culture you much prefer the peaches to the tree. I’m not sure that is always most helpful.”