star wars wants to cross a river but cannot swim, so it asks me to carry it across. i hesitate, afraid that star wars might sting me, but star wars promises not to, pointing out that it would drown if it killed me in the middle of the river. i consider this argument sensible and agree to transport star wars. midway across the river, star wars stings me anyway, dooming us both. dying, i ask star wars why it stung despite knowing the consequence, to which star wars replies: “i am sorry…it is my nature”



















