What Kind of Tool Do You Think I Am?

So, I’m watching TV, and some stupid car commercial is on. The narrator is asking some power questions that you subconsciously know are a test of your manliness; a measuring of your worthiness to own such a powerful automobile. So far it’s sounding like Charley Brown’s teacher (“waah waaah wah…”) and then the narrator asks “Do you live by the idea that the nail that sticks up is the one that gets hammered down, or do you want to be the hammer?”


No, actually I want to be the saw that cuts off the hammer’s head, and then shows it to him while it’s still beating.