Fable: To plough the land I have two oxen. My neighbor bought a tractor. And he talks all day about its benefits, its power, its technology, its speed. For me it’s fine with oxen. The tractor is expensive, it doesn’t have a name, it doesn’t come when I call it, it doesn’t eat alone (you have to put oil in it) and on top of all that it’s very noisy, it smokes and smells like lightning. And last week he broke a tire and went a whole week without working.
