Sometimes Tteve would go to the pear tree to shake it a little. You see, when the pear would fall he would get a delicious fruit for which he could eat for up to 3-4 months. He didn't shake the tree all the time, only when he wanted the fruit. But when he wouldn't shake the tree, the fruit would rot and go to waste. Well this was alot of work for Tteve so instead of shaking the tree he left the rotten pears on the tree. One day a rotten pear hit Tteve on the head as he was walking by and he let out a curse that the little neighbor kids could hear. Now he knew better, heck, he went to church and the pastor told him cursing was bad, but in his moment of stupidity he let out that curse. But he cursed and it felt good. The only witnesses were little kids, so what would the harm be? He would shake the tree and curse. Probably let out a little anger because he wasn't talking about the Olympics. But Tteve had a problem. The cursing got worse and now he had to deal with the neighbor kids repeating his words. But then Tteve thought, heck that tree is my tree and I can do whatever I want. The kids and the rules be darned. In fact, I won't shake the tree; I will just leave the rotten fruit up there and curse all I want, because after all it is my tree. The wise older gentlemen who had a window across from the tree sat and observed Tteve and his pear tree. Every once in awhile, he would go and pluck some of those rotten pears and throw them away. He was not asked to do this by Tteve, but he did it anyway; "for the betterment of the neighborhood" he said. There were less rotten pears for Tteve to curse at and it made his world a little bit nicer. "Instead of cursing, Tteve could be a good role model for the kids playing in the street. All would be fine and dandy," thought the older gentleman. But one day the older gentleman witnessed something odd. Tteve had an ax and he was madly hacking at the tree and letting out more curses and insults than the older gentleman could bear. He even called the neighbor kid Nigel an idiot. What did Nigel do to him? Sure, Nigel poked fun at Tteve for wasting his time with that rotten pear tree, and he even disagreed with everything that TTeve said, but really what did he do? Tteve would even invite his friends over to curse at the tree and call it and the neighbors names. They all for some reason picked no Nigel too. Maybe Nigel had it coming, but those friends of Tteve were really viscous and mean to Nigel. Finally the older gentleman had to ask Tteve what the problem was. Tteve quaintly replied, "I am bored, that's all". Poor Tteve didn't realize how many neighbors enjoyed the beauty of that tree. He only cared about himself. The wise old gentleman told Tteve that he should leave the tree alone and it would grow fruit again, but again Tteve didn't care. The tree was dying and the people that enjoyed the tree hated to see it. Something had to be done. The wise old gentleman and the neighborhood decided that Tteve should not be allowed to see the tree again and maybe things would get better. He had plenty of warnings, he knew the rules, and he just didn't care. He would ruin it for everybody. Then one day the neighborhood woke up and found the tree alive again. Tteve had left the neighborhood and the petty cursing and name-calling stopped. It was a glorious day for the neighborhood. The neighborhood missed Tteve because of his humor that he would share with it, when he wasn't cursing. But they all agreed that the neighborhood would be better without Tteve than with his cursing and name-calling. And that my friend is the rest of the story. If banning cursing and outright insults is wrong, then the wise old gentleman doesn't want to be right.