I cut my hands and they bleed do they not?
You cut my hands and I scream: Why?!
But a stranger cuts my hands and baffled I hold them up to him and ask him where these cuts came from.
He tells me he doesn’t know.
I believe him…because he says so.
Then he tells me I must have cut my own hands… and I believe him…because he seems honest.
Then he tells me that surely I couldn’t cut my own hands so my neighbor must have cut them.
And so I believe him…because surely he knows more than I.
And then he cuts my neighbor’s hands…and he tells me it will make me safer…and I believ…