By Zwahu, Y. E.
Let me tell you a story.
A master archer once traveled to a certain town for the very first time. He was received by his host at the city gate to be taken to his lodge.
On their way, the guest noticed arrows shot into the bullseye on targets all around trees lining the streets. Beginning to feel crestfallen that there was a marksman better than he in the town – for he was indeed acclaimed far an wide as the best archer, he quietly asked his host, “you mean you have such an accomplished archer in your town that I don’t know of?!”
The host laughed and answered with a careless wave of the hand, “oh c’mon, he’s only a child playing with his bow and arrow…”
“You mean only a playing child being such a good shot?!”, the guest asked ever so anxiously. “Then how about the men?!! How come I haven’t heard of your town’s mastery in archery all my life?!!!”
“Oh no, my good friend”, his host answered him with warm reassuring eyes. “It’s just a foolish imbecilic boy who runs around the place shooting his arrows and drawing the bullseye around them afterwards…”
PS: Such is explaining what just transpired in Chatham House: drawing the bullseye around a shot arrow stuck!