Orgullo.

Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child. Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So she was always called Little Red Riding Hood.

Los cuentos pasaron a la historia, ¿No creeis?
Aqui lo que cuenta es la astucia con la que sepas manejar al pez grande, porque como te muestres tal como eres y no le plantes cara... Te come.
El pez grande se come al pequeño, igual que el lobo se come a Caperucita... Solo que aqui nadie te rescata de sus tripas...
Todos tienen su orgullo. Pero bueno, esta es la sociedad que hemos creado, la que tanto nos gusta.
Pero nos gusta porque no conocemos otra cosa.
La superficialidad es la madre de todo, el no mostrarte a flor de piel, o zas! Te comen, como ya he dicho.
Porque muchas risas muchas risas... Nunca miran mas alla.