“An ancient and medieval tale that I just invented. In a tiny village deep in the countryside, an old lady and a priest were constantly at odds. He called her a witch, and she called him a sanctimonious fool. She maintained an independent, critical stance, always alert to the priest’s failings. He, on the other hand, could no longer tolerate the constant provocations of the elderly lady. Until one day, the old lady discovered and spread throughout the village the secret affair between the priest and a widow from the community. The priest, immediately, in a frenzy, went to the center of the village and declared to all: “The old woman who spread these lies is a witch! Let’s burn her!” The old woman, who was passing by, approached the priest, looked him in the eyes, and said: “In your eyes, I may look like a witch for telling the truth. But as for you, who dresses with airs of holiness, despite the sins you hide beneath your robes... If I am to go to the stake, let it be with good wood. As for you, you will burn in hell. And that’s that.”